Part 1: the sound.
As my fingers flew over six strings and a demonic whale reverberated off the solid rock walls I remembered what got me into this situation. As animals ranging from 7 feet to 5 feet tall alike clutched their ears in agony the events of the past week flooded over me.
I was a fourteen year old musician. I was infested for about six months it came to me by chance or maybe some higher power had a hnad in it. For my birthday my parents had sound proofed the gaurage and gave me an electric guitar with a small amp. As soon as I started a guitar solo it happened. Apparently a certain tone is torture to the yeerks. It was incredibly lucky that the garage was soundproofed because the slug lost control and started screaming as the noise exhoed in my ears. Then the writhing parasite wrestled out of my ear and lied in the floor in relief, gratefull for once to be deaf in its natural state. I had made a shocking discovery more deadly than the oatmeal weakness because it forced the yeerk out. First thing was first. I called all my friends to come to my house and played the solo forr them. 2 out of 6 fell on the floor in agony while the slugs crawled out of their ears after stomping a few times and explaining to my friends what had just hapened they were ready to storm the yeerk pool.