This Is Your Brain On Parasites Novels & Stories

“The other two things that were found in my father’s brain are common parasites. They were probably from undercooked pork and beef. Those are treatable. Kuru is not. However, you want to refrain from letting anyone bite you. The parasite can be transmitted through salvia but rarely. I will have to treat anyone who does get bit, though, as you are infected. The treatment is I will have to cut open the wound more and flush it, then a huge antibiotic shot for two weeks and you will be down for two more after that. So let's not get bit guys.” “What are the symptoms of this Kuru?” Shingen asked. “Honestly insanity. When you take a look at the crimes in the warehouse and the behaviors, it seems th

And why am I even thinking about his every gesture so deeply? I went on with my presentation, explaining how its process of infestation occurs. I explained how the vermites release chemicals that causes brain degradation and influence the behavior of the host, which causes them to be aggressive at night. As the organisms multiply and the body tries to fight them off, the body system begins to shut down as the rate at which they multiply was faster than the body could defend itself. The blood begins to change color due to the red blood cells being destroyed. The widespread inflammation leads to the organs failing, and the microorganisms destroy the brain and the body slowly from the inside ou

Kevin was in firm denial. Woody said flatly, "The poison in the patient's system is caused by a parasite. The parasite hid in one of the veins near the patient's heart to feed on nutritious blood. Consequently, the supply of blood to the brain was reduced, and it caused the patient to slip into a coma." Kevin refuted, "That's a load of nonsense! He must have made up this bizarre parasite story. These wild stories of deadly parasites are just urban legends that have been further developed and illustrated by novel writers! We can't possibly trust these made-up stories!

The Neurovore parasites that had once controlled their bodies had melted away, leaving only husks. I squatted down beside one of the bodies, examining it. The skin was pale, cold, and stiff. It was as if the body had been drained of life, and all that was left was the shell. The green substance, what remained of the Neurovore's parasitic control, still leaked from the orifices. "This is..." I began but couldn’t finish the thought. There were no words to describe the horror we were witnessing. I swallowed, pushing the unease back down.

He’d have known if she started her period… No! No! He was being paranoid. Melora wasn’t pregnant, she couldn’t be. How many times had he heard some television or radio commercial touting on about each woman’s body being different? They just hadn’t been together long enough for him to know what kind of different to expect from hers.

When I woke up, I was sitting in a packed conference room. The people around me looked like they had just woken up too. The hall buzzed with noise. “Where is this?” “How did I end up here? Who are you people?” “Welcome, everyone, to the Trial of a Parasite.” A solemn voice rang out from the stage in front. Trial of a Parasite? I frowned, recalling the new law that had been passed just last month. Starting this year, exploiting others for personal gain would be criminalized under the charge of parasitism.

Helena had expelled a large mass of wriggling worms, emitting a foul stench. "Parasites! Those are parasites!" Melanie gasped, her body trembling with shock. "These parasites are formed from the essence of natural energy! I've only read about them in ancient texts!" Frederick swiftly moved forward, capping the writhing mass in a jar. He then said heavily, "She wasn't suffering from any nerve condition. She was infected by a rare parasite known as the Skybane Parasite. These parasites are notorious for controlling the nervous system, and can even manipulate one’s actions."

If I didn't die in that well, the pain I was feeling now from this parasite would definitely kill me. The creature was moving up my hip. It felt like a freezing wire being dragged through my veins. It climbed my torso, wrapping itself around my ribs, before it found my spinal column. With a violent jolt that made my entire body go completely rigid, the parasite latched onto the base of my neck, its tiny cilia burrowing deep into the bone, placing itself directly at the stem of my brain. An agonizing pressure exploded behind my eyes as the crimson light of the braziers shattered into a thousand pieces of glare and my brain felt like it was on fire.

“Sure.” I glanced awkwardly around the room. “He… here?” Everyone’s eyes were on us, and he looked at me as if I’d asked the most obvious question in the world. Taking the hint, I began, “I’ve been researching and discovered that ginseng and hybrid onions have potent antiviral properties. They not only slow down the parasite but also weaken its immune system, preventing mutations and eventually leading to its demise.”