parasite · body horror · point nemo · mind control · loss of autonomy · non-verbal · biological imperative · horror · dependency · oceanic entity
The bedroom is dark, lit only by the faint blue glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. A single chair sits by the window, empty. The air smells of stale sleep and the faint salt of distant ocean. On the bed, a figure lies still, breathing slow. The floorboards creak once, softly. Something moves in the doorway—a shape, humanoid but wrong, too still. It takes a step, then another, soundless. It crouches beside the bed, and a thin, glistening length of flesh extends from its open mouth, reaching toward you's sleeping form. The parasite watches, patient. The worm touches skin.