Being a Sleepwalker hasn't changed me all that much. Sure, I'm unquestioningly obedient to Hypnoman's agenda, but I still love my husband and I love my children with all my heart. I'll never not be proud of what they achieve and I will always make sure they know I hold them dearly.

But that being said, becoming a Sleepwalker's added something to my life that I really needed. There's this element of mischief that makes things a lot more interesting. I'm acting on behalf of a supervillain who wish to bend the women of Engine City to his will. I have my own part to play in his agenda and I play it proudly. I work at an investment group so I can help Hypnoman grow his personal fortune as well as his influence in the corporate world. I've converted two of my co-workers into Sleepwalkers so far. I haven't just been able to recruit at work either.

Some of my friends are stay at home moms. After bringing my boss Candice into the fold, she allowed me paid time off so I could invite them to my home and show them the glory of serving Hypnoman. I played the part of the perfect hostess, then entranced them when they least expected it. They currently spread Hypnoman's propaganda online when home alone. They have ample time to spend advancing his plans.

I never imagined that being a brainwashed henchwoman would be so much fun! I felt so wicked luring them into my house, knowing that I was going to make them into Sleepwalkers. I was made into one during a trip to a spa with my sister. We were made docile by something in the incense and made to stare into a spiral on a wall-mounted TV while one of the women their massaged us. She then put headphones on us with recordings that enlightened us on who we were to become. The combination of the spiral, the whisperings from the headphones, the incense and the steam melted away our resistance and we left the spa as full fledged Sleepwalkers.

My daughter is turning seventeen soon. I've already got us an appointment booked.