Mimic Novels & Stories

As she worked, a log entry caught her eye, audio only: “...the behavioral adaption is astonishing. The specimens don’t just mimic appearances; they pull from our own memories, our fears, to become them. It’s not a physical threat… it’s a psychological one. They make you see what you most dread…” A chill that had nothing to do with the water went down her spine. Mimic. Pull from memories. Was that what the game was doing with Aiden’s resemblance? Or was it something more? She shook off the thought and finished the sequence. Lights flickered on throughout the chamber with a rising hum. The primary objective updated. PRIMARY OBJECT

Danika I stepped out of Dr. Morrison's office with my mind racing through logistics. Seventy-two hours to pull off the impossible. I needed a realistic mannequin that could pass as Dorian's corpse, at least long enough for the death to be pronounced and the body "prepared for burial." I pulled out my phone and searched for high-end mannequin companies in the city. Most specialized in retail displays, but one listing caught my attention: "LifeLike Figures - Custom Realistic Mannequins for Medical Training and Film."

Zack's mom says, Mini and 'Tara walked out of the ward and headed outside of the hospital, and Mimi excused herself and she called her brother, hello Mimi” her brother says, “How are you and your family?“ Mini asked, “How are you over there?“ he asked, “am fine, bro, there is a problem here,” Mimi says, “Which problem?“ he asked, “There is a guy that helped me when I newly arrived in this country, but he has like my type as a girlfriend, and the girl was really dealing with him, and his voice was going down” Mimi explained, do you know what he can use to make him regain his strength and voice?“ Mini asked,

There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed. "Hello," her voice came out in a cracked whisper. "Hello," she said even louder. "Is anyone there!? Can anyone hear me!? Please. I need help!" she said as she started to cry. This was real, and she had no memory of how this happened. How long had she been here now. Did she wake up prior to this and do the same thing? She looked down at her ankle, which burned the most. It was raw, and it looked like burnt flesh all around. She felt the metal around her ankle, and it burned to the touch. She was being captive with silver. Is that what was making her so weak?

I snapped my gaze at him as I tried to decipher his words. “You mean they weren’t who they claimed to be? But wouldn’t someone have recognized them?” Both Finn and Ivan were quiet. “We weren’t looking for it. Someone could have come in and pretended. None of us asked the hard questions or really talked enough to make them give themselves away.” Finn clicked his tongue angrily. “It could have been a fucking mimic.” A mimic was a creature that little was known about. They were closely related to ghosts but their nature was associated with demons, yet their magic was similar to a fairy. They had the uncanny ability to ‘

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