Cede

//For a moment, you feel dread, shame, and then you are in his head, and he is in yours. It is not like the other times though, when the creatures invaded, controlled, eclipsed you. You know you can get away if you want. His thoughts are soft in your mind, gentle like a mist floating through you, and he finds them: the murders, the mutilations, worlds crusted in blood and chaos, and one by one he takes them unto himself.//Desperate to rid himself of guilt, and the horrible images put into his head by aliens who took over and controlled him, Chekov turns to the enigmatic and telepathic Mr. Spock.