Misfired

The lights were dim, and the voice soothing.

“You are in a safe, peaceful and calm place. Let my words wash over you. What do you see?”

“Cubes in translucent colors … similar to the Rubik cube. I can move it to get different numbers.”

“Move it. What do you see now?”

“Two…. Seven … Zero … Four…”, she droned slowly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I see clearly. 2704….”

The hypnotist was flummoxed. It was the first time that while doing past life regression, the person had reached the future. He gathered himself,

“Okay. So, what else do you see?”

(100 words)

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