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Something is in your brain. You've already lost.

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You could feel something, rippling through your brain, though… You couldn’t see. You weren’t really aware of your body. There was a feeling of… Softness, surrounding you. And again, that… Something, moving through your mind. Looking through your thoughts.

Then it got to your memories. Without warning, unable to resist, it began to tear through them. Forcing each one through your brain, leaving a hole where it had been. A part of you realised that this wasn’t right. That you were losing something with each memory taken.

But the rest of you felt too relaxed, too pleasantly comfortable to care. The thing in your mind felt larger, now. Like it was feeding on the memories. Growing bigger. And as it grew larger, you felt it wiring into the space left by your memories. Beginning to feel things.

And you felt those feelings too. Anger, fear, sadness, and then, pleasure – oh. It lingered on that one for a long time, activating the pleasure centres of your brain, over and over again. It began to pull memories of pleasure from you, growing its knowledge.

You didn’t know this now, but you were hopelessly gone. Soon, you were going to be just a passenger in your own mind and body, as this thing went out into the world, to spread itself. You were just the host. A shell. But you wouldn’t care by then. It would feel so very good.