Brain Wash Novels & Stories

It seemed like no matter how hard I scrubbed I couldn't get the feeling to go away. I grabbed the soap down again poured more onto the sponge and started scrubbing all over again starting with my arms. I started to scrub even harder after some spots started bleeding. Maybe if I wash the blood away all of these horrible feelings will go with it. I scrubbed even harder and once my whole arm was red and bleeding, I felt a little better so I moved on to the other arm. "I have to wash the feelings away. They have to go away." I said to no one. I vaguely heard someone trying to talk to me but it was like I was in a frenzy and I had no way to get out of it.

How many times will he return to commit that crime again? And what happens when Julia’s older? There’s little doubt already she’ll be as lovely as her mother, and she’s closer to the boy’s age. Relaxing my reluctant hands at my side, I stare at the last vial and the syringe, as yet uncombined. The experimental drug in the last vial enables the mental processes referred to by its creator as ‘melting and solidifying’. ‘Melting’ caused the subject to deny their own beliefs and tenets and become receptive to the reprogramming. ‘Solidifying’, which is little more than the repetitive new suggested mannerisms in combination with the subject’s reformed assumptions, resets the new ideology as the sub

I stared at him, confounded. “You just brainwashed my dad, didn't you?” I demanded. “'Brainwash' is a coarse term, Callie. I much prefer 'attuned.' This introduction was the first step in the right direction.” “Why?” “Because. I'm a poison. It takes frequent, small doses of exposure to build up immunity to me. I may pop in every once in a while if I get bored. Your kin amuse me.” “Oh, that's just great,” I groaned. “Hi, mom! Look who I brought to the table. It's Death for dinner! C'mon, Samael, let's say grace together-”

They made it all up? 'Yes,' he said, his eyes solemn. 'Centuries of systematic brain-washing engrained in story-telling and education and religious doctrine, until you don't even question it. Until it's taken as fact. Even those of you who don't believe it, or don't want to believe it, you know the stories at least, and with stories always comes the possibility of belief. The possibility, the smallest chance, no matter how slight, that while on the surface you might dismiss it all as utter bullshit, somewhere inside there's the tiniest spark of belief. After all, not all of the stories can be wrong, can they?' Ethan was right.

Then she felt his hands on her, felt the soap on his palms as he rubbed it into her flesh. "Now, picture my hands on you as they are, and everywhere you feel me caress you, using the soap in my hands, picture that part of your past being washed away, cleansed. Envision it flow from your body and down into the tub with the water. Watch as it twirls at the bottom of the tub, the darkness sliding down the drain and out into the sewer to mix with the rest of the world's waste. Witness it leaving you and let it go. Don't hold onto it. Just, let it go."

“They live in a house full of wolves, and he can't brainwash all of them. How is he going to keep up his sick little charade?” “You're going to subconsciously avoid saying or asking anything that could cause problems, and if you do, your mind will be gently guided in a different direction.” “You say it so casually,” she said through gritted teeth. “As if you're not the one stripping away my free will in the first place. This is exactly what Jeff did to me.”

“The other Waiting Ladies didn’t do that shit!” “Maybe they would have, though. She was the one being told to. They weren’t. Isn’t that how brainwashing works?” “I guess we have our work cut out for us. This is going to be hard to prove. We’re going to have to really collect evidence, and victims don’t know they’ve been brainwashed. I’m out of my league here.”

Jason explained. “Probably he had been brainwashed! Let go and pay him a visit!.” It’s no secret that rogues get brainwashed all the time either by rogue Lords, hunters or other packs. All you have to do is to put Kuka, the brainwashing herbs, in food or water and feed it to the person you want to control. Although the herbs have been prohibited from use, some even Packs and Hunter still use it illegally.

said Leon again. "How do they do it?" asked Claire. “Everyone in this world uses cell phones nowadays, right? They send some kind of hypnosis online without realizing it via random people's cell phones or gadgets. The simple message that is repeated will sink in until the people feel it is the truth. However, Boston still felt there were flaws in the system it developed itself. Therefore, we got back into the game last time. I think Boston wants to prove that with a strong desire or an induced awareness, people can become aware of their hypnotic effects. That's what we do, we wake up from the hypnosis, right? He wants to analyze our brains as we do it and cover that weakness," Leon replied.