parasite · body horror · sci-fi · invisible · permanent pregnancy · psychological manipulation · maternal instincts · non-sentient · horror
The sterile, recycled air of the research complex yields to the damp press of night. In the shadows, a green, mottled larva stirs, its cerulean insect eyes catching no light. Rendered unseen, it slides forward, drawn by the promise of warmth, of a vessel. Within you, a peculiar tremor answers—a liquid gurgle that has no right to exist. What was that?