The Parasite's Invasion: Inside Out
The Parasite's Invasion: Inside Out
Day 1: A Simple Headache
Dr. Evelyn Marsh rubbed her temple as another wave of nausea rolled over her. “Maybe I’m just overworked,” she muttered, glancing at the stack of research notes on her desk at the Biotex Research Lab in Chicago.
“Hey, Evie, you good?” asked her lab partner, Dr. Marcus Lane, peering over the edge of his computer monitor.
“Yeah,” she lied. “Just a headache. I’ll be fine.”
That night, she barely slept. Strange flashes of light and impossible shapes danced in her dreams, like memories that didn’t belong to her.
Day 3: Symptoms
The headaches intensified. Evelyn noticed her skin felt overly sensitive, and her reflection seemed… wrong. Her pupils dilated unnaturally under bright light, and her thoughts wandered.
She recorded a voice memo: “Subject E. Marsh. Early symptoms: visual distortion, auditory hallucinations, fatigue. Possible pathogen exposure…?”
Her phone recorded something else in the background—a static noise layered with a faint whisper.
Day 4: Unseen Infection
She checked lab logs. There had been no breach, no containment failure. But something was wrong. Animals in the lower research wing grew agitated. Rats cannibalized each other. The primate test subjects screamed through the night.
Dr. Yara, a fellow researcher, approached her. “Do you feel it?” she asked suddenly.
“Feel what?”
“Like something’s under your skin. Watching.”
Evelyn froze. “What are you talking about?”
Yara smiled, but her eyes were vacant. “It’s in us now.”
Day 5: The Discovery
Evelyn scanned her own blood under a microscope. What she saw chilled her: writhing, thread-like organisms attaching themselves to red blood cells.
“No... no, that can’t be,” she whispered.
Marcus walked in. “You find something?”
Evelyn minimized the screen. “Just… noise in the sample. Nothing conclusive.”
But the parasite was multiplying. It had already integrated itself into her system.
Day 6: Networked Minds
She noticed she could sense people’s moods with disturbing accuracy. Thoughts not her own invaded her head. She looked at Marcus and heard his voice before he spoke.
The parasite wasn’t just physical—it was mental. A hive mind.
She looked around the lab. Four others had the same distant stare.
“We are becoming one,” the voice said again. “One thought. One will.”
Day 7: The Voice Within
The whispers became louder. At first, she thought they were hallucinations, but then she began answering them in her sleep.
“Let us in…” the voice said. “You are the doorway.”
In the mirror, her eyes flickered—once, twice—with a shimmer of something not human.
“What are you?” she demanded into the dark.
“We are what lies beneath. You invited us,” the voice replied from inside her own mind.
Day 8: Test Subject 47
One of the rats had mutated. It grew a second row of teeth, its eyes clouded with a film. When Evelyn reached into its cage, it spoke—a raspy, garbled mimicry of her voice.
“Help… me… Evelyn…”
She stumbled back. The parasite had learned to replicate neural patterns. It could imitate.
Day 10: Confession
She finally confided in Marcus. “There’s something inside me,” she said, showing him the video footage of her infected cells.
Marcus stepped back, stunned. “Evelyn… this is an alien parasite. This could be… revolutionary—or catastrophic.”
“It’s spreading,” she said, eyes hollow. “I can feel it growing. Feeding. Thinking.”
“We need to extract it,” Marcus insisted. “Quarantine. Surgery. Something.”
“It’s too late,” she whispered. “It doesn’t want to leave. It wants to expand… through me.”
Day 12: Internal War
The parasite hijacked her thoughts. She couldn’t tell where it ended and she began. Sometimes she would black out, waking with hours missing.
“You were weak,” the voice hissed. “We bring strength. Purpose. Evolution.”
“I’m still me,” she protested aloud.
“Then why can you hear us?” it answered.
Day 14: Collapse
The lab’s power went out for two minutes. During that time, four researchers went missing. Blood trails led to the ventilation shafts.
The parasite was no longer hiding.
Yara was found in a stairwell, speaking in an alien tongue. She had torn out her own tongue and carved symbols into her skin.
Evelyn began dreaming of a structure—circular, vast, organic. A signal, always pulsing, called to her from it.
Day 15: The Invasion Begins
Three more researchers showed symptoms. Marcus reported it to the CDC.
“I’m sorry, Evelyn,” he told her through the quarantine glass. “They're sending a containment unit.”
“Don’t let them kill me,” she begged. “I’m still fighting it… I think.”
Marcus hesitated. “I’ll do what I can.”
Day 17: Inside Out
The parasite offered her a deal.
“Let us coexist. You live, we expand… together.”
“What’s the price?” she asked.
“Humanity, in fragments. But you’ll be the first. The prototype.”
She saw what the parasite saw—cities growing like tumors, organic highways pulsing with blood, Earth breathing as one massive organism.
Day 18: Fracture
She recorded a last message: “If you find this, I am not Evelyn anymore. Or maybe I am more than Evelyn. I don’t know.”
The parasite had found a balance. She could access memories she never lived. She could taste sound, smell thought.
But was that power… or assimilation?
Day 20: Containment
Gunshots echoed through the facility. The CDC and National Guard arrived. Fires burned in the south wing. The parasite had breached other hosts.
Marcus broke protocol, entering Evelyn’s chamber in full hazmat gear.
“You have to help me stop it,” she said.
“How?” he asked.
“I’ve mapped its neural growth. One EMP pulse could kill it. But it might kill me too.”
“There’s no time. Do it.”
Day 21: Silence
The EMP device was activated. Evelyn convulsed, then lay still.
Moments later, her vitals stabilized. Across the facility, other hosts collapsed.
Marcus pulled off his helmet and approached her.
Her eyes fluttered open. “Still me,” she rasped. “For now.”
Epilogue: The Inside Remains
Evelyn now works in a secure government facility. Her condition stabilized, but scans showed dormant activity deep within her brain.
Sometimes, when she blinks, her reflection doesn’t blink with her.
She’s developing a serum—part cure, part control. But she doesn’t know which part is winning.
She feels the signal sometimes, pulsing in dreams.
And somewhere deep in the cosmos, something pulses back.
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