Russian hypnotist Victor is offering Stanislavski Acting Classes to pretty young ladies, even though he has never trod the boards himself. Victor uses the modulation of his voice as a hypnotic technique, and will say this over and over again until he thinks it has worked. He offers the classes in the comfort of his home which is barren of the usual bourgeoisie trappings, save for a suspicious dirty tennis ball hanging in the archway and a camera on a tripod with a blanket in front of the camera. Victor refused to divulge the purpose of the camera arrangement.
If you leave Victor's master class with a sense of foreboding and an ache in a part of your body which does not normally ache, don't be concerned. No one can be hypnotized against their will, according to Victor. If these soothing platitudes fail, fear not. Victor lives in mortal terror of those who practice Santeria. Let him see you throw some chicken bones and a coffin nail on his doorstep, and you are guaranteed never to see him again.
- Kensington P. Gore
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