The parasite doesn't quite register. Or it does, but it seems to be a part of the man's odd collection of bracelets.

"Finland?" he asks, distracted. And then blinks at himself, sitting up a little straighter. "No, where did I get that from. I've never been to Finland. Have I...?"

There are odd flashes of memory floating around his brain, like television static. A distant voice on the radio, tinny due to the weak signal but so familiar. Or is it just his shaky memory making the voice seem so far away? The more he tries to pull it together, the more it fights to float away.