In effect, he had created a three-dimensional “moat” of neurological nothingness around the tightly bound walls of his castle. Of course, the blood and lymphatic vessels were left as they were. If he had had the time and control of his body, he might have attempted to form the walls of a true cyst, to keep his mind from being assimilated. Unfortunately, Andrew’s psyche was no longer in a position to affect his world in any way. The infant mind which ruled his body would behave exactly as the DNA-driven instincts demanded while Andrew could only watch and observe as his life spiraled down into the helpless depths of infancy.
Rockabuy Baby Scene 166
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Life and Death Choices Made Casually Scene 107
She turned to look at him. “Just kind of?” As she continued walking, she didn’t notice a raise part...
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Last Summer Scene 19
“Well, I might have kept more than you think. I never got rid of anything, hoping you would come...
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The Curse of Burnt Cove Part 3
That night the girls had the first good night’s sleep since this whole thing started. They showered and got...
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Un Lampo di Bianco Scene 89
Jackson had not been lying: John Hand was a sick man. He was almost entirely bald, save for a...
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Jenny’s Room Scene 54
The same routine went on for the rest of the week and each time she takes great pleasure in...
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Melvyn at Pretty Kilting Scene 14
The boy’s mother tilts her head one way, then the other to gauge the result. Then the proprietress tries...
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Surrogate Scene 134
No, that’s much too risky, she decided. The more she wore the diaper, the higher the likelihood that someone would...
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Life and Death Choices Made Casually Scene 75
Ami smiled. “We’re taking the elevator down this time, right?” “We better,” said Deborah. “Oh, and sorry about you...