Statement of Elaine Sketch, regarding a parasite. Recorded by ________________, in the Magnus Institute, London.
“So I’m a scientist right? I work with chemicals, microscopes, the stuff you might see on TV. I mainly work with water samples and testing levels of different chemicals in them. Observing the organisms that live in different waters from different locations, comparing them. Really baseline, pretty simple stuff.
Well, I was checking out this water from Louisiana, in the states right? And it seemed pretty normal, general murkiness, normal organisms. But I see this new one, wiggling around in there. Nothing I'd seen before. So i call my buddy over, his name is-. Was, Dennis. Dennis Baker.
Anyways, he takes a look at it, points out it’s patterns. The way it moves, the shapes it’s forming. They’re unnatural, like it’s struggling. Panicked. I had never known that a parasite like that could struggle to live. Of course at the time we didn’t know it was a parasite, it could’ve been a worm, just another wriggling thing we forgot to label.
We don’t bring it up to our boss. We should’ve. Oh god we should’ve. We start testing it, like idiots. First transferring it to see what it does to a bug. Then to a mammal like one of the rats. Then, we upgraded. Seeing how it reacted to primates. And every time, it evolved more and more.
First it would worm under the skin. Burrowing into the blood stream and up into the nerve system. Wrapping itself around that cluster of nerves at the top of the spine. Then, it would multiply. I cant explain how. You know how as a kid, you were told if you cut a worm in half it would grow into two worms? It was like that. At first we thought it was killing itself. We were wrong.
One would stay in the nerves, and the other would find its way into the heart, wrapping around and controlling its very heartbeat. Then the first would split again. And it would find its way into the brain. Soon enough it had full control over the entire creature.
And then the body would rot. At a rapid pace. A horribly disgusting rapid pace. In a day it would be covered in blisters, then it would ooze. Pus and blood, everywhere. On everything. The organism would be dead but the body would. Not. Die. It couldn’t. The parasite did not allow it.
Soon we grew reckless in our hope for scientific discovery. Fame took over our mind, our goals. And eventually. It got to Dennis. And everything we knew would happen, happened. His body rotted. But he’s still alive.
He’s still down there if you need proof. Banging away at the glass, violent and hungry. I cannot look down there anymore, but send your people if you need evidence. I didn’t take pictures. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t do that to him. I’m sorry!”
… She ran out of the room. We sent people down there but whatever was raging, has disappeared. There’s no evidence of her claims except for a petri dish under a microscope with an organism, squirming for its life.
