Jellyfish Infected Beachgoer - Contest

Jellyfish are weird. They have no brains, yet are vicious, ruthless, killing machines. They lay eggs, which don't turn into a smaller jellyfish, but turn into a polyp, which then attaches to something and produces little jellyfish, which then proceed to float around like jelly and lay more eggs.

Yet somehow, they realized they could latch onto hapless swimmers, lay eggs inside of them, and control them for no other reason than to mercilessly slaughter them.

Imagine, you get an all A's and B's on that final report card, and you parents say that you'll be going to the Caribbean for the entire summer, and that you'll be leaving the day after tomorrow. You are terribly excited, and call your best friend to tell him the joyous news.

When you arrive, you unpack at the fancy schmancy beachside hotel then run to the crystal clear water to explore a coral reef.
You see amazing things, brain shaped corals, moray eels, colorful tropical fish no one cares to remember the names of, even a reef shark.

You dive down a bit to pick up some pretty shells when a shadow passes overhead. You heart skips a beat, thinking its a tiger shark or a stingray. You look up and see that it's only a slow-moving herd of squishy looking jellyfish. Relived, you decide to head back to shore for dinner. You almost clear the herd when something brushes your shoulder and you immediately feel a horrible burning sensation. You nearly cry out in pain, and turn to see that the jelly fish had descended all around you, trapping you, making escape impossible.

This can't be happening, you think. A large, colorful jellyfish swims up to you, floats about for a bit, then suddenly latches on to your head. You scream now, and water rushes into your lungs, and you start to drown. The jellyfish flails about and you swallow something. A few moments later, everything goes black.

Two days later. You are in a better place now, don't worry.

Your parents are in a frenzy, the Coast Guard has been searching the waves for hours, your older sister really couldn't care less, and the police have questioned other guests at the hotel, managers at a few beachside restaurants, and random thugs,
Your disappearance has the town all abuzz with the news.

Eight hours after the search has mostly died down, a commercial fisherman drags in an unusually heavy net. He peers into his net to see the pale, bloated body of a child of no more that twelve years old (That's you, in case you forgot you died a painful death). The distraught fisherman, thinking that this could only be the poor kid who disappeared a few days ago, drags your corpse onto the deck. To his horror and disgust, you appear to have a large, pulsating jellyfish on your head, slowly digesting you. As he watches, a purplish bump on your arm bursts open, and a polyp blooms forth. The fisherman utters a moan and steps back from the monstrosity you are becoming.

Then, the only thing that could make this ordeal worse, you sit up. You crawl towards the terrified fisherman, and the swollen jellyfish on your noggin reaches out to slap the man, paralyzing him. He can only watch as the jellyfish clambers onto him, depositing an egg through his ear, and then slowly crawling back to it's original host. The man starts to foam at the mouth and shake as the egg lodges itself into the slimy folds of his brain.

Essentially, the jellyfish attacks, lays an egg in yo skull, kills you, sucks on your head like a popsicle while waiting for the polyp to take advantage of the fertile environment and produce more jellyfish inside you, who lay yet more eggs, multiplying inside of you until your body bursts open. Gore everywhere.

Needless to say, coastal cities and stuff were decimated in weeks.