"Oh, ho, ho, ho, baby girl. No magic for you. I know what you're thinking naughty girl." Madame, thought to herself. Madame's eyes turned cold black. with a flick of her wrist, she magicked in a highchair, but not just any highchair. This one had straps with magnetic locks to secure hands, feet, torso, and even a person's head. Using her mental powers alone, Madame picked up Deborah and placed her in the highchair as the straps quickly and swiftly strapped and locked her in. Deborah tried, but she couldn't move her arms, legs, or head. Madame, then forced images into Deborah's brain. Images of Deborah at daycare having fun formed in her brain while other images of her being miserable having to work a job and paying bills also played out. Deborah did everything in her power to fight the images, but Madame was whispering to her telling her to let go of her old life and embrace being a baby. One particular image sent Deborah over the edge, though. A few years ago she watched her friend drown in a river due to their raft overturning. That painful day played out in her mind. She did everything she could to save her friend, but really Deborah couldn't have saved her even if she tried because Deborah's foot got stuck under a rock. It was all Deborah could do that day to get herself unstuck as she almost drowned herself. Madame then walked up to Deborah and once again placed her finger on Deborah's forehead. Deborah had officially lost as Madame once again wiped memories away from Deborah's mind. This time good memories of her adulthood were wiped away leaving only bad memories. The images of her playing happily in her nursery pressed into her brain again. Madame kept telling her how wonderful her life as a baby could be. Frightened and terrified, Deborah finally gave up. Madame eased up on the images and words, but she continued to to press her finger on Deborah's mind until all of her bad adult memories were left. As a final push, Madame removed Deborah's knowledge of magic. A lavender light departed from Deborah's forehead and flew up into Madame. The only things remaining in Deborah's head were nice cuddly baby thoughts and the ability to recognize her friends, though she didn't know their names or her past with them. She only knew them as people who lived with her. She was content with the idea of sharing her nursery with the other baby as it meant she had a companion in the night. As for Madame Illusia, she still had five more people to deal with before she could wrap up obtaining her new family. with the lavender light shooting up to her mind and sparking out, madame had absorbed what ever magic Deborah had making the state of mind that Damon, Monica, and Deborah are currently in permanent. She also intended to make the other five's mental states permanent once she was through with them. She turned to the crowd left on stage and scanned their minds. None of them knew or had any magic in them. No one knew what she did to Deborah just then. To the crowd who continued to be entertained as well as the crowd on stage, Madame had merely placed Deborah into the high chair. Unnoticed by anyone, the straps disappeared and the highchair turned into a standard highchair any baby would use except large enough to fit an adult. It was time to start molding the minds of the people left on stage into what they wanted, even if they didn't really want it. She would be more than happy to show them that they wanted to be mentally transformed into what ever they chose if they needed a push towards their chosen mental changes. No one messes with Madame Illusia and gets away with it! And no one on stage goes away unchanged.