Tales of Fenris

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The Parasite

Late November 1995
 
It's been raining in Lake Wildwood California for two months. Eric Fenris Magnuson, impromptu pro bono journalist, is enjoying a fine breakfast of apple-spice sausage, blackberries, and caramel yogurt with pecans. In spite of this, the gloomy weather is beginning to interfere with his mood.
 
The rain is depressing, plus the fact that his old friend Zach Edwards back in Massachusetts is dying of cancer brought on by fifteen years of cocaine use. You can't nag someone and remain friends, so Fenris has kept to a policy of updating Zach every time he hears any new bad things about the drug. This way when the cocaine finally does him in, Fenris knows that at least he will have a clear conscience.
 
Also worrysome is that Fenris has noticed a problem with his vision lately like an after image effect from bright light, and has finally decided to go see Amberson, a good eye doctor in Grass Valley.
 
December 6 1995
 
After extensive tests Amberson diagnoses probable optic nerve necrosis from a tumor and puts Fenris in touch with specialists in Sacramento.
 
All this puts Fenris into a dark contemplative phase. He wonders just what such a tumor can be to have such an agenda of secreting enzymes to modify metabolism and behavior while aggressively invading cortical tissue. What if this protuberance were kept alive in a plasma solution reproducing the host's chemistry? What would it grow into if nourished with the latest non hormonal growth stimulants?
 
December 9 1995
 
Fenris contacts pathologist Dr. Erhardt Von Haptel, an old family friend in Germany, and requests his help in pursuing this project of constructive medical research augmented by morbid curiosity.
 
December 16 1995
 
Fenris calls Zach Edwards. Their conversation is strange. Zach is able to converse intelligently with Fenris, but is also reacting to all the bizarre hallucinations he is having from the massive doses of morphine the doctors have given him. Fenris knows this will be the last time they will talk and tells Zach goodbye. Fenris has a healthy cry lasting about one minute and then gets on with his own troubles.
 
December 19 1995
 
On the way back from his monthly trip to Reno, Fenris is doing about ninety miles per hour in the "Bullet Car", his lead colored Eagle Talon Turbo, down through a steep narrow pass in the High Sierra. Suddenly he experiences what seems to to be Zach's spirit passing in front of the car windshield as if to say goodbye. Not really a vision, more like an illustrated thought. He notes the time is 4:10 PM.
 
December 20 1995
 
Zach's girlfriend Margaret calls to tell Fenris that Zach died yesterday. Fenris asks the time. She says 1:00 PM her time - ten minutes before the apparition. Fenris tells her about it, hoping that it will help with her grief.

April 23 1996
 
After long delays caused by many levels of professional incompetence, Fenris finally has his surgery in Sacramento. The tumor is given to Von Haptel who has flown over and rented a small house in Grass Valley. He has hired helpers, and in a specially constructed laboratory, proceeds with the project.
 
Along Fenris' line of expectation, the growing organism which Von Haptel now calls the "parasite" has begun to recapitulate phylogenetic development just like a human fetus. It soon becomes obvious that the organism is a fetus. The growth rate is accelerated almost twenty times by Von Haptel's nutrient solution. But it does have such a pale and sickly look. Time passes.
 
February 2 1997
 
The parasite has grown into a mature man in mockery of Fenris, but an inferior, unwholesum, moribund version. The arms and legs are thin and spindly. The chest and shoulders hollow. The complexion opaque and bluish. The areas around it's bloodshot eyes are blackened as if by bruising. The gums are red and swollen.
 
The creature seems manifestly evil and stares intently at anyone who approaches. It has a vicious look of all-consuming envy and hatred. It moves very little and never speaks. The creature has strong powers of auto suggestion. Von Haptel doesn't understand this when he finds himself suddenly driven to invite Fenris over to view the progress.
 
Fenris arrives and is taken very much aghast by viewing his nemesis and worst enemy for the first time. The creature glares at him in a way that makes Fenris reach for his pistol.
 
Von Haptel raises his hands. "I can only imagine how you must feel, but please don't cheat humanity of this discovery. I'm only beginning to understand this phenomenon. With the right medical team studying this we may learn to cure everything that goes wrong with health. This is the ultimate dichotomy, like good and evil, the very essence of health and illness itself."
 
Fenris reluctantly agrees and heads home, but problems ensue.
 
The next night Fenris nearly cuts off his fingers while he's slicing vegetables for lamb stew. Almost like he wanted to do it and somehow stopped himself at the last minute.
 
Two nights after this he nearly doesn't make it back from a kinky scenario with a very dangerous woman who was recommended to him by imprudent hell raiser friends quite some time ago. Just what is it that could make him suddenly decide to visit, and then foolishly relinquish so much control, to such a deadly female?
 
Fenris suspects outside influence and calls Von Haptel before heading over to the laboratory. The minute he enters he feels a strong urge to approach the parasite. He naturally mistrusts this impulse and advances carefully. The creature gives Fenris a very sour look then with surprising ferocity tries to attack him by furiously stabbing with a plastic knife through the turkey wire enclosure. Von Haptel stuns the creature with an electric jolt..     
          
February 14 1997
 
The parasite, using telepathy, tricks the night orderly into releasing him and then kills him by strangulation. He then escapes in the orderlie's clothes and automobile. He drives to Sacramento and gets a newspaper. He reads about a special luncheon for stewardesses. In need of a little nookie, he decides to join the ladies.
 
Apparently the parasite isn't as puny as he looks, because he manages to rape seventy three of the women in ten minutes. When the police arrive he bellows savagely and throws chairs at them. The police shoot him. It takes thirty four bullets to bring him down. The final shots effectively tear his head off.
 
Police, from eye witness accounts, later describe the parasite to news media as resembling a "robotically mobile steam driven piston pump" mercilessly raping woman after woman as they screamed and tried to fight him off.
 
For "further forensic study" Von Haptel wants to take a tissue sample back to Germany and start the whole project all over again with better security.
 
"Forget it, Dr. Frankenstein" says Fenris and makes a call or two. Later that night the creature's body goes up in flames at the city morgue crematorium.
 
 
 
December 27, 2006
 
12:28 PM