Brain Wash Novels & Stories

But the most disturbing part was the audio of Lydia's voice explaining what they were doing to him. "The combination of medications and psychological conditioning will make the subject highly susceptible to suggestion while believing that all directives come from his own internal motivation." Jennifer paused the video and looked at all of us with horror. "They brainwashed him," she said quietly. "Lydia and whoever she was working with, they actually brainwashed Vincent to make him obsessed with revenge against Nichole." "That's impossible," I said, but even as I said it, I was starting to understand the implications of what we were seeing.

“Are you saying that you brainwashed these people at Savoth’s orders?” Colviss shook her head, to Savoth’s relief, brief as it was. “I never brainwashed any of them,” she replied. “Instead, they’re ancient conditioning techniques.” “Sorry, I don’t see the difference.” “Understandable, Senator. With conditioning, they are still themselves - their minds are their own. They’re simply more susceptible to certain things, in preferring certain thoughts, in believing certain ideas. In listening to certain people. “In contrast, if they were brainwashed, their core identities would have been removed and completely replaced instead. Doing so would have also been a violation of Imperial Law.”

There’s nоthіng I саn dо tо mаkе him stop. On tор оf that, thе lаѕt thing mу head nееdѕ іѕ аnоthеr run-thrоugh оf the еvеntѕ. Rеаlіtу dоеѕn’t lіе. Rеhаѕhіng іt іn mу head over аnd оvеr іѕ juѕt a tool fоr ѕеlf-рunіѕhmеnt.

“A complete reset. Her mind — her memories — her very purpose… all momentarily wiped clean.” I look at them over the rim of my glass. “You know what I’m getting at.” Joshua’s lips curl into a slow, knowing smile. He raises his glass, savoring a sip. “In other words... what she’s told during that reset becomes her reality.” “Exactly.” Gregory sets his drink down carefully. “You’re planning to manipulate her into joining our side?” “Manipulate?” I smirk. “Don’t say it like that. Let’s call it… reprogramming. We’ll feed her a new truth — our truth.”

Ben is in the shower stall beside me bitching about the odor which is putrid. "Damn man I still smell them",he fusses at me. "I don't know how people let themselves go that bad and not want showers",I fuss back. "I feel sick man",he gags. "Scrub yourself a few time brother, I wash again, use the mint bodywash it helps",he scoffs as he washes. I'm sick of this I really am but I feel they will be back and most likely with more tweaked out members. I wonder what he used to create a drug that got werewolves addicted to it because it takes a massive dose to sedate us. I wash again as I think this over.

Each step feels like a march toward reclaiming some part of myself. As I walk, I start to understand what people mean when they say they have to wash a man out of their hair. The metaphorical cleansing is real; it’s like shedding the weight of all the hurt and betrayal. After a thorough wash, I feel a bit freer, a bit lighter. No more worrying about Mike, no more wondering if he’s on Mabel or if Mabel is on top of him.

"I-I don't know what to say," Azrael tilts his head. "I firmly believe someone used compulsion to brainwash you. If this is news to you, someone must have gotten into your head. Enduring the same day over and over again-..." Azreal shivers himself with a concerned expression. His eyebrows are knitted together, face haunted as he whispers to me. "I think you would have noticed something," Breathing becomes more complex, and I slowly exhale as I see my mother winking at me again. She is inside my head, whispering inaudible words again, and I desperately try to shove her into the other corner of my mind where I can't see her smile.

“Nooooo. God, no. Iris, you know you’re safe here, right? Nothing goes on that you don’t know about beforehand and consent to… you get that? No matter what we all look like we’re capable of, nobody is going to show up at your door one night and force their way in.” Iris took a deep breath. “I get that. I do. It’s just – sometimes I kind of forget.” “Conditioning and training are powerful things. In the case of fuckers like Gideon, they’re called brainwashing.”

Had he not killed my mate and threatened to kill the rest of my family, I would have found his words to be oddly true. And, now I was beginning to understand how his mind worked, of how he had played with the emotions of his so called followers. He was a master brainwasher who could influence people when they were at their lowest and make them feel as if he was giving them powers to once again start afresh. “You just gave me an interesting idea” He mused as he looked at me. His voice was full of malice that filled me with dread.

“It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet. “Besides, it’s very quickly metabolized, so it’s hard to detect. If we hadn’t been using the latest equipment, we wouldn’t have been able to detect it.” I fell silent. It was a brainwashing drug. No wonder Charlie said that after the jab, that pretty lady became a sleeping beauty. No wonder Greg was so arrogant. He was holding a weapon that could control someone’s consciousness! He could run a cult! “Thank you, doctor.” I stood up and thanked the doctor sincerely.