Brain Explodes Novels & Stories

The woman said sweetly to him, doing a complete one-eighty from how she spoke to me. “Yes Aria, I’m Doctor Smith. Well, there was brain trauma which is why it took so long for you to wake up, you had a pretty nasty bruise on the back of your head from blunt force trauma.” He turned to the nurse and said, “it’s possible to have amnesia after such nasty hit.” He opened his mouth to continue talking when the blonde man ran back in the room and thrust the cup of water at my face. “Thank you,” I whispered before grabbing the cup and slowly sipping it. When I finished, I crumpled the paper cup until my knuckles turned white. Why the fuck was this happening to me? Who are these people?

June asked, her breath coming in gasps "what happens to the people? Do their brains just... Stop?" Benson did not look at her. He watched the silver needle move closer to Junes arm. "The human brain is not a computer drive, June. The General is using all of their power. If we pull the plug suddenly... There might be a surge of energy." "A surge?" Junes eyes went wide. "Do you mean their heads will explode?" "I mean they will finally be free " Benson whispered. WARNING: WALL BROKEN. SECTOR 4. The glass ceiling above the city made a loud groaning sound. A big crack appeared. It looked like a spiderweb spreading across the glass. High-pressure needles of ocean water began to spray into the room

Philip’s hand paused briefly in the motion, but he quickly resumed and withdrew the needle, pressing down on the puncture site. He stood up. “Diego, do you know? The human brain is the most complex organ—bar none. It’s incredibly intelligent and self-preserving. When someone is under extreme emotional stress or psychological collapse, the brain activates a self-protection mechanism. Miss McKenna has likely gone through something unimaginably traumatic. Her brain has reached a limit far beyond the average person’s endurance. In fact, if it were anyone else, they would’ve gone insane already.” He glanced at Diego and, seeing that his emotional state was still stable, began packing up the equip

Chad looked out the window and noticed the sky was getting dark. "Even though the skull protects the human brain, the brain can be squashed as long as the appropriate force of the blow is applied," he said as he gently closed the shop's door. "As a lawyer, I am sure you have dealt with similar situations—a person who simply slipped and died on the spot. The truth was that the brain had been squashed." A shiver ran down Sonya's spine. She suddenly realized she had just witnessed Hansen's brain being smashed and him going insane.

I sighed, “Would it be considered a bad joke if I said I have a splitting headache? Because I really do.” He chuckled quietly, “That’s why I’m speaking lowly, but that one is quite cringeworthy right now. I will order some pain meds, but I need to do some sensation testing and movement testing first. The axe did a lot of damage to your brain. The impact of it caused skull fragments and small pieces of metal to scatter all over the surface of your brain and some embedded into your brain.

I question resting against Osric under the hot water. “It can cause brain damage; it usually appears like a stroke. Forced memories do more damage and can even kill, it’s dangerous,” Embry explains while grabbing shampoo squirting some in his palm and begins massaging my scalp lathering up my hair.

I asked in a whisper of a breath so I didn’t crack in half from the pain. He knew what I meant, and gave me a sympathetic smile before dealing my fate. “Indefinitely. You’ll be on the medication until we get you going with some serious trauma therapy. This episode, this ‘parataxic distortion’ you experienced, it will come back. It always does until it’s dealt with. But with how fragile you are right now, we have to wait until you can handle it because it will dig at your core and bring up all sorts of nasty memories you’ve suppressed and buried for years.” Just say it…say the word… Broken. A step away from being institutionalized.

“She didn’t make it, though. When it becomes a rock, it cannot be allowed to dissolve or…” “The person dies,” Drew finished. “Or has a melted brain. When tiny particles like sand and stone can cause an appendix in the stomach, imagine what a fiery rock can do to the brain,” Daniel finished. “It’s still the same thing,” Drew pointed out, feeling sick to his stomach as he vividly pictured the result of the melted brain.