Head Refuge #BlogBattle #Sciencefiction


Head Refuge


Our space craft suffered a mechanical failure and we were forced to crash land it on Earth 36,525 days ago. We were not able to repair it.

Our planet sent a rescue craft to help us. We were instructed to take refuge inside human heads and wait.

We are still here. The rescue craft has not arrived.

Your eyes are not powerful enough to see us. Our microscopic size means we can scurry up your neck, climb up your hair and clamber over your ears without being seen or felt.

Your ears are our gateways to your brain. As we crawl into these dark and gloomy tubes we try to avoid the sticky yellow substance that coats the walls. We pass through the middle ear and into the labyrinth of the inner ear to reach your brain.

Once there we break into your brain’s control centre, sit down in the control chair and gaze out of the two port holes in your head. The view is always different. Its true what they say, each human does see their world differently.

We can’t survive outside a human brain for long. The surfaces on Earth are infested with germs which could make us sick and wipe out our entire planet, when we return. It’s not safe for us so that’s why we take refuge inside your brain.

We are told not to switch a brain’s mode from auto pilot to manual as this would be taking control. Interfering with a human brain is not allowed.

If we wanted to take control of a brain and have full command over the body we could do so via a panel of buttons and dials. The huge red lever to the right controls the mouth. It can be clamped shut by pulling the level back sharply and it can be allowed to fall open by pushing it in the opposite direction. There are four black levers for each arm and leg too. This is frowned against.

A screen above displays the thoughts being processed by the brain at any given time. In some human brains words shoot onto the screen at an alarming rate. We struggle to dissect what the brain is telling us. In some human brains words appear at a much slower rate and its easier for us to understand what the brain is focusing on.

If we wanted to take control of the brain we can access the thought screen and override thoughts. We can enter also new thoughts. This is something we are not allowed to do.

We are instructed to move between brains regularly. Leaping from head to head is a skill which we have all learnt. Seeking refuge inside a human brain can be dangerous for us. If the brain dies there might not be a way for us to escape. When blood fills a brain that we are inhabiting we drown inside the control room. By moving brains a lot it is thought that we can lower the risk of this happening and stay alive.

When the rescue craft arrives we have to go back to our red planet. Being on Earth for a large amount of time is dangerous to our bodies and our planet needs us to return.

We are told not to get attached to the human brain that we enter. To get emotionally connected to a brain puts you in danger and ultimately leads to you taking control of it. This means you start to make decisions on behalf of the human and live a life which is technically not yours.

We are constantly reminded that we are simply taking refuge inside a human brain. Nothing else.

Everyone stays in contact with each other via telepathic messages. When we first arrived we were shocked to learn that humans had not mastered this form of communication.

1,825 days ago I became emotionally attached to a human brain. During a piano concert I leapt from a man’s ear into a woman’s ear.

For days I sat at the control desk inside her head and marvelled at the sheer beauty of her mind. I had never lived inside such a creative and musical brain before. Out of her portholes I watched her paint wonderful pictures that spoke to me in a new language of colour and shape. Her piano recitals were hypnotic and seemed to place me in a warm and soothing trance.

I became attached to her. One day my feelings for her became too powerful. I did the unthinkable, I took control of Elizabeth Morrow.

My strong feelings for her fuelled my jealousy and possessiveness. I wanted her for myself, I didn’t want her to interact with other humans. So I cut her off from all human contact, forcing her to live on a remote island off the coast of Scotland.

Today her body failed me. As I was instructing it to collect some eggs from our chickens she banged her head and knocked herself unconscious. Her thought screen is now showing a mass of jumbled letters and her portholes are shrouded in darkness.

The telepathic screen has just informed me the rescue craft is approaching Earth and that we must prepare for departure.

I have been forced to send out a distress call. My crew tell me a rowing boat is on its way to the island. I have to get ready to climb into the rescuer’s ear.

All I can do is sit and wait for help to arrive.

Guilt is nibbling away at me. Elizabeth Morrow didn’t deserve this. I am trying to wake her but nothing is happening. I don’t want to leave her like this.

To be continued.

These blog battles or short story contests are run by the amazing Rachael Ritchey. If you think you are tough enough please join us.

This week’s word is head

Genre: Science Fiction 


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67 thoughts on “Head Refuge #BlogBattle #Sciencefiction

  1. FYI I haven’t read your story yet because I haven’t written my yet. eeks. BUT here’s why I’ve stopped by for the moment. SIX MONTHS, IBFF! Six months we’ve battled. You are integral and ever so important a part of the whole thing. I’d have never had the guts to get it going without your excitement, drive, determination, and friendship. Especially the friendship bit. HUGE. Thanks so much for everything. Someday I really am going to have to show up on your doorstep, IBFF. 😉

  2. Microscopic organisms jumping from human ear to human ear. This is Sci-Fi/horror! Excellent storyline. I can’t believe you’ve never tried your hand at it before. You’ve written this brilliantly.

      1. Ha! It was out there. Micro-organisms freak me out like you wouldn’t believe. It’s a tick of mine … (pun intended)

  3. You painted such a wonderful picture of the trials and tribulations inside a human brain! I couldn’t help wondering what chaos would be crawling up the view screen if these guys were inside a writers brain! I love the way you described being inside Elizabeth’s head and the temptation to control the host. I can’t wait to find out what happens next 😀

      1. Normally I groan at an ‘excess wax’ ear wax issue causing a nasty itch but after writing that story I think I am going to welcome my ‘excess wax’ 🙂

  4. This “society” seems to function by a lot of “rules.” But it’s unclear to me: who is making the rules? (Are they just societal mores that everyone accepts? Is the home planet transmitting them?)

    It’s a good sign when a story makes me this curious. 🙂

  5. Eew! Eew! Eew! O_o The beginning is horrible! (Well-written but is going to give me microscopic nightmares.)

    This is an absolutely brilliant take on the prompt. I love this. Great story, great “characters”, beautifully sad ending. Well done! Look forward to the next installment.

  6. The thought of something climbing in my ear and resting in my brain gives me the heebie-jeebies 😀 But this was a fantastic story!! I loved how he was drawn to the artistic mind. Can’t wait to read the rest.

    I like the new look of your blog…I’ll have to visit more so I can get used to everything on the left side 🙂

  7. Ooh, I feel all wired now like I’ve got little creatures in my head! This is certainly an inventive use of the prompt. Creepy, but inventive. I like your description of what it looks like for them in the brain. 🙂

      1. Yes! Some good stories you calmly smile as the reader and say “Tell me more.” This has the potential to make the reader want to shake the writer and say “where is the rest of it?! What about the characters?! What next?!”

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