The nightmares. They just won't stop for high school teenager Isabel. Every night for the past several weeks they have been coming and they've been unbearable. The darkness. The screaming.... In each of these terrible dreams, there is one constant. The masked man. The man making her scream is always wearing a dark mask. She can see the mask clearly as he chases her. As he...touches her. Every night. It's becoming too much for Isabel. Her mood is changing. Her grades are falling. She's got to do something about it. Got to talk to someone. And that someone is Mr. Richards, her school counselor. She really likes him. He's such a nice guy. Talking to Mr. Richards instantly quells Isabel's anxiety, especially when he offers to give her a session later on. But what Isabel doesn't know is that Mr. Richards has...ulterior motives in helping her. Sure, it's his job as a school counselor. But he's also the CAUSE of her anxiety. You see...every day, Mr. Richards has been infecting Isabel with dark thoughts. Dark thoughts which flow into her while she is in school and come to fruition late at night. Each dream makes Isabel a tad more pliable, a tad more...obedient. Of course, Isabel is unaware of any of this as she arrives for her private session. As she lays down on the couch, she doesn't notice Mr. Richards practically salivating as he imagines all the things he is going to do to her teenage body. Isabel opens up more about the dreams. About the masked man. As she talks about him, she feels a...familiarity. Like he's actually very, very close. Mr. Richards, seemingly sensing her thoughts, knows that the moment for the final trigger is near. "Is this the mask you've been seeing in your dreams?" he asks. Isabel looks. And her eyes go blank. Her mind shuts off, except for one thought. "OBEY." She belongs to him now. Her only desire is to please him. Smiling, he puts on the mask and utters one sentence: "Get on your knees."