Me Vs Brain Novels & Stories

He clicked something, and an image appeared on the screen. He turned it slightly toward me. “This is her MRI.” I leaned forward. “Oh.” I stared at it. So basically, this was a picture of her brain from the MRI scan. A very detailed picture. The kind where you could actually see the different parts of the brain, which, honestly, looked like something I’d only ever seen in textbooks. Dr. Eleph pointed toward the screen. “This area here…” His finger hovered over one section of the image. “This is where we’re seeing the major concern.”

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

"Strictly speaking… No. I just felt that you were too tense and mentally exhausted, so I wanted you to have a good rest and enter a state of deep sleep. Because you slept so soundly, you saw something, right?" "Yes… I saw something that happened in the past, but why couldn't I see it clearly? Didn't I experience that?" "Ms. Jordan, do you mind telling me your medical history? Have you ever had a serious illness, or have you been injured in an accident before?" "Yes. I was a naughty kid, and I'd almost lost my life once when I was playing outside. I had a brain injury." Bruce was quiet for a moment. "Ms. Jordan, the human brain is a very complex system. When it feels pain, it will activate a

"Shouldn't that be fucking me up even worse than these S.O.B.'s?" "That's the best part!" He was very excited. "The tumor is acting like some sort of sub-processor, connecting all those parts of your brain that should be drifting apart. That's why you just keep getting more powerful, you aren't hampered by the speed-bumps, it's just a matter of learning how." "You weren't commissioned as a combat officer, where you?" Mike said, a little wryly. "Actually, I was. But, I got a couple of degrees in biology first. Think I missed my calling?"

“Huh? Doesn't the virus cause the brain to degenerate? Although research on the Infected had long stopped, there once was a time when it was still possible to research on them.” “Then, why do they not die? Why does the brain stop degenerating after a certain mark? What’s that mark before the brain stops degenerating? What functions are lost and what stays? If the reason why they’re so strong and fast is because the brain no longer limits them and their muscles are constantly used to its full potential, how do their bodies not break down too? Once we know all of these, can they be rehabilitated?” Elias looked at Angie with his jaw slack. He had never once questioned things to this extent. “Wh

Matteo lowered his voice, just enough for only me to hear. “Are you sure you’re alright?” I exhaled sharply. “Sure. This is the last class for today, isn’t it?” Matteo’s grin deepened. “It is. Which means we could go get you something to eat.” “I don’t need food. I need sleep.” Dr. Albright’s voice rose over the room, pulling my eyelids open like a puppet string. “—as I was saying, neurotransmission is not just chemical. It’s electrical. It’s the conversation of the brain. And, much like the conversations you all are having when you think I’m not paying attention, it can be interrupted.”

Qin Haodong thought for a moment and said, "Old Master, if for example, you're the general in charge of the army. Now you're trapped in the command room and can't get out. All means of communication are cut off by the enemy, and even though you have thousands of soldiers out there, you can't command them. "That's the case with Old Master Shen. His brain is not damaged, his thinking is normal, and all organs of his body are in good condition. The injury is caused by the nervous system, which connects the brain with other tissues. The command of his brain could not reach other parts, so he became a vegetable." After listening to his explanation, Mu Baisen nodded and said, "That's great. You gi

I suddenly inquired, can’t sweep him away from my mind. “Look, the brain and heart are totally two different things. It is your heart that loved him but your head can’t remember him. So, your feeling for him that exists before still there in your heart. The accident that made you hit your head doesn't cause your heart to has any malfunction. It only proved that you still love him, but you try to argue about the fact because your head failed to convince you since you lose the pieces of memory with him. Can you understand what I tried to say?”

"And the shock of five hundred minds dying at once will shatter Maya’s psyche. You cannot solve a synaptic problem with a physical fist, Killian. We need a Cognitive Shield." The intellectual twist of our survival lay in the concept of the Blood-Brain Barrier. In the human body, this barrier acts as a highly selective filter, protecting the brain from toxins in the blood while allowing nutrients to pass. I realized that the "Hive Mind" Maya had created lacked a filter. Every stray thought from the children was being broadcast, and every physical sensation from the Hollows was being received.