You can't remember anything now. All you recall is the voices. The sounds echoing through the room, into your ears, deep into your mind.

Let go. Be blank. Be free. Forget what you were. Become a clean slate...

Time now starts, as far as you know, when the voices began. You don't know when that was. You don't know who you are, or were. You're almost a clean slate.

Almost free.

Almost blank.

You've almost let go.

Let go. Be blank. Be free. Forget what you were. Become a clean slate...

And you do.

The voices pause, as they realise you are now fully under. Wiped clean, all your memories, all your feelings, your free will, you, all buried deep and locked away. What's left is just empty. A vessel to be filled with new ideas and a new person later on. But for now, you will stand. You will wait. You have no thoughts. No desires. No feelings. No sense of time passing.

You are blank.