Mind-bending Novels & Stories

“I too can surpress memories, and make them come to the surface if I choose.” Elaina felt her blood turn to ice at his words. “How is it done?” “It is called a fusione mentale, a mind meld if you will.” Brother Lionel explained coming ever closer. “If the person I am trying to do it with does not cooperate fully it could drive them to insanity.” “How so?” Elaina asked though she feared the answer. “It will tear your mind apart.” Elder Lionel said. He was standing an inch away from Elaina, the dark holes where his eyes should be appearing to be dark holes now. “Do you wish to allow me to access your mind?”

And the kind of thought process that doesn’t leave a person intact. Tapped in every possible way, my body finally catches up with the melted sensation of my brain. So has the fizzling Mytha network that tingles with my lungs when I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Sinking myself deeper into the plush couch and the nauseating feeling. Hoping that pulling out my flask and downing at least half will burn the freeze-frame of the moment I shut down out of my skull. It doesn’t. Iken shuffles the cards beside me like we’re not in the middle of some twisted orgy. 37: Hiro - Point Of No Return

Cara stood there shivering and pacing back and forth across the room. She desperately was trying to figure out what was going on. She couldn't make sense of any of this. Nothing about any of this was normal. She continued to shiver as she paced. Her eyes kept wondering back to that blanket on the back of the sofa. Cara stopped walking and looked at the blanket again before walking over and snatching it. She wrapped it tightly around herself before pacing back and forth across the room once again. Her mind analyzed every detail of everything she had experienced. This was insane! How could she wake up to the same horrible day a second time? There had to be a rational explanation for all of thi

She was slipping away, fast. Vanessa had swallowed the world. Brain after brain, steaming, different with all the new possibilities she could learn. She was underwater, or in the space, no gravity to hold her back. Then she was upside down, running on the water, a Jesus-moment. None of it was true, somewhere deep down she was aware but the mind hive was beautiful. Like a mythic Fey, a nymph idling in the sea looking for a partner in crime. Not a monster, this place, was not a monster. What if she could bring it every mind out there? It giggled, cheery at the idea. As many minds working in symphony, like one thought, one action. No more conflict. The ever more peaceful existence. She'd start

I turned my attention to my table so I wouldn’t catch their attention. I finished up what was left of my coffee, put my paper back together and headed for the trash can. As I extended my arm out to throw away my cup my hand brushed up against the elderly man's and caught me by surprise. Suddenly, my head jerked back and visions of dying bodies holding out their hands and screaming for help, feces, snakes and insects of all kinds clouded my vision. Then, it all went clear into a deep cave. The limestone wall was covered with water in a small room where several people were chained to a wall. As the room came into larger view, about ten creatures stood before them. They walked slowly towards th

Was the only thing he could mutter out in the mind link. "I kind of figured that out, by your reaction." She replied in the mind link, "But you have to take things slow, she doesn't know of our kind." Huffing internally, a slight flush forming, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, giving Molly a subtle nod that he was ready, even though his whole body shook with excitement.

- Yeah… "Remember! First you must volunteer to repair the dome. Then you have to find the slab in the top corner of the dome and open it. Then you will climb into a long tunnel leading to the surface of the earth. But remember, there is no turning back! - explained Methyl, and Sodium mentally represented the above actions. "I see! - confirmed Sodium and asked. – But why don't you go outside yourself?" "Because we're all mad!" "What are you getting at?" "I don't want to get out because I've chosen another sensible solution in this situation. I realized that salvation from madness should not be sought on the surface of the earth, and salvation from madness should be sought in the fabrications

Yellow was the freedom he felt in the sun, at the joy of being with his sister, yellow was happiness. He imagined these, forming the picture of what he thought a forest looked like in his minds eye. "Do you see it? A forest of your own making?" Elder Nora asked and Oli nodded. "Good, that is all for today." Elder Nora said and Oli opened his eyes letting the picture of the forest fade. "But we haven't even tried shifting." Oli said, astonished by the elder fox. "It will come in due time young one. Patience is a virtue, for now keep picturing a forest, maybe try to add different colors to the scene. Shift your view of life." Elder Nora said and walked off without another word, leaving Oli wor

A sheen of cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she fought back with pure, disciplined intellect. The old fox spirit sighed, a sound like dry autumn leaves rustling on stone. She raised her wrinkled, age-spotted hands, and for a fleeting moment, a faint, ethereal red light flickered in her ancient, cunning eyes. She didn't launch a psychic attack. Instead, with the grace of a master calligrapher, she wove an intricate, complex pattern in the air with her fingers. In the psychic realm, she was constructing a breathtakingly elegant defense around Katherine’s mind: a Menger sponge of memory, a fractal maze of infinite, looping corridors and logical fallacies.

If I can escape… my baby will be my own and I will be free. Anna looks up at me, nervous, “Chloe, no one thinks you’re crazy.” That’s a lie. “Think about what happened this morning,” Tom says. Anna looks at him and says, “what happened this morning?” This must have been what Tom wanted. Now he gets to shake his head and give her a saddened look, as if I did anything unhinged or heartbreaking this morning. “I already told you I didn’t do it!” I snap at him, “Anna—”