Brain Fry - (Short Story, Based on a Nightmare)

It was a rehabilitation center for drug addicts, and unlike your typical rehabilitation center, entire families were allowed to stay there during treatment.

It was the familiar depressed atmosphere, a few trying to stay positive, but mostly everyone was not enjoying their stay.

I remember the room where it all started. Everyone watching TV, and myself observing everyone else as they get their daily dose of programming.

I pondered how humans could spend so much time observing something that is not real, portraying hopes and dreams and visions of corporate persuasion to buy their products, both directly and subliminally.

That is when it happened..

I saw a low flying UFO, very low, and very slow.

It flew over top of the the building, not covertly at all.

It put out a sound like a hum that filled your entire body, a sound that you could not only hear, but also feel.

It was mostly white, with highlights of red and blue markings, not transparent in anyway, and shaped like an arrowhead.

I didn't see more than one, but somehow I knew there were plenty of them.

A few peoples gaze turned from the television in a look that was somewhere in between disbelief and sheer horror.

The sound never disappeared as it flew over top, and then it started coming back...

Fuck it was coming back!

I was curious to see it again, but not that curious.

I quickly made an exit out of the room where I first saw it, about 5 people just sitting there staring out the window.. Their curiosity , or "deer in a headlights" shock was enough to keep their asses firmly planted. Not me, fuck no..

As I moved out of sight from the window, I saw the room fill with a reddish purple hue, as the people who sat in a trance stared out the window in horror.

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I don't know what they were able to see, I don't even know if they knew what the hell they were seeing.

But something happened, oh my god something happened... So awful, so terrifying.

I watched them start to tremble in the reddish purple hue, the humming sound so penetrating it was in my fucking head, it was IN my head...

Their trembling turned into full blown convulsing in a matter of no time, and I felt heat.. I felt my entire body heating up, and I knew right away what I was experiencing, or at least... I had an idea.

They were being pulsed with some type of electromagnetic radio frequency, like a microwave oven. The purpose, I wouldn't know until later, and I'm still not sure if I fully understood the purpose, even if it seemed obvious.

Needless to say, I didn't stick around long to absorb more radiation. When I felt it, I started low crawling through a long corridor, of which were giant windows. It was a damn fishbowl style corridor, with about 3 feet of wall under the windows, fun..

I made it to the other end of the building, a giant structure of a building.

It was night time, and the staff was limited. The few people that I saw that weren't pulsed were also hiding and moving, terrified as well. There were no comforting words to be exchanged with anyone. What the hell could anyone say? We were trapped and trying to hide from these things in a fishbowl like facility.

Then shit went from bad to worse..

The people who were being pulsed started to lose their sanity and become possessed by the madness.

In the beginning, they tried to trap those of us that were eluding the UFO(s).

I guess misery enjoys company eh?

There was no talking sense into any of them. They explained that they had all been categorized and inventoried, and that "they" would be coming back, and that there was no escaping it. They tried to trap the few who didn't get pulsed, but were not successful.

Even the children who had been pulsed seemed to take on an evil aura. Some would follow their parents and help them with sardonic looks, some would just sit on the floor and rock with no expression.

It was madness to a degree I cannot even put into words.

When the humming sound started picking up again, and the reddish purple light would fill an area, the affected/infected would just casually stop what they were doing and walk to the windows. They would willingly walk to the windows to be pulsed, over and over and over again. It seemed to happen every hour.

After about a day, the affected/infected became more zombie like. They wouldn't even leave the windows anymore, and children just sat on beds rocking. In rooms that had huge windows, all the rooms had huge windows really..

At one point one of the people looked at me and said:

"They know you're here, they're going to get you too ya know.."

I already knew they knew..

They had telepathically communicated it to me, somehow..

What started as me trying to escape them, became me being forced to watch the brain fry.

It was my punishment for trying to elude them, and worse, I knew my time was coming.

They told me..

They told me without words... I just knew, I felt the message in my head, it came through the hum.

I had to watch these poor people being lobotomized with radio frequencies, and know that my time was coming.

In the end, I was the last one. No others remained who had not been victimized and turned into brain fried zombies.

I thought:

"This isn't right, this shouldn't be happening. I don't understand why, for what purpose, why would they do this?"

And then I woke from the nightmare.

The End.

This short story was a nightmare I had last night. It was one of the most terrifying nightmares I've ever had, and I remember the entire thing, vividly..

Thank you for reading.

Much love,
@futuremind