“Leyda said the enemy isn’t really dead. When they’re injured, they turn into the nerve fluid and try to grow back from there…by eating our memories. Our minds.” The prince smiles mildly. “Thoughts, memories—whatever is in a mind, they evolved to eat it. Pre-humans, they would eat one another’s minds. Mass cohabitative parasitism, I believe it’s called. Like ants if they could raise other ants to eat, and if those ants did not die but continuously grew back.” I stare at his shoulder blankly, letting his words wash over me and through me and trying not to give in to the rising panic. “Because
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Brain eating parasite aliens. That’s what this whole space station is for??
