𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 .

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫
𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 . . .

The light flickers gently as four people stand in the dimly lit room.

001 stands in the centre of the room, looking over at the two attendants standing on either side of the door, one tall and big, his muscles clearly defined through his white uniform, and the other tall and lanky, his blonde hair neatly swept to the side. The nice attendant. The one that always looked out for the young girl. He smiled encouragingly at her, which she returned.

"Focus, One."

001's head snapped to Doctor Brenner, who stood about a foot away from her. She nodded rapidly, clasping her hands together in reassurance and glancing around the room once more before settling back on Papa. None of the other children were there with her, just her. It was a solo training exercice, it seemed almost as though the other children weren't aware of the training 001 went through in this room, just her, Papa and the two attendants.

"Now... I want you to start with visual."

001 nodded again, letting go of her hands and balling her fists up in concentration. After a few moments, a small ball of dust began to form in between Brenner and One, and it soon took the form of a blue butterfly that lightly flitted around the room, passing over her head. She giggled in delight, ignoring the sensation of her nose starting to drip with blood, and Papa smiled along with her. 001 looked over at the kind attendant, who was smiling back at her. He almost looked proud.

"Well done, One. Could you give me an auditory one next?"

The blonde girl was starting to feel more confident, and the butterfly disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. Focused yet again, 001 scrunched up her nose, trying harder this time, before suddenly becoming startled at the loud sound of a dog barking. 001 had never seen a dog before. She had grown up her whole life in the lab, she never went outside before, and had only ever heard a dog's bark in recordings Papa would play in exercices.

"That's good One, but you already made that sound last week. You'll have to make a different one next week, alright?"

001 felt her confidence slipping slightly as she nodded in defeat, but she was ready for the next one.

"Let's step it up, shall we? Tactile."

One staggered slightly, tactile was one of the hardest ones to do. But she had to impress Papa. She balled up her fists again and furrowed her brows as she concentrated, but alas, nothing came. She began to tremble slightly and she grunted, trying as hard as she could, before finally she felt something lightly feather along her arm. It seemed Brenner felt the same as he started to chuckle, and Willow also giggled at the ticklish feeling, but it quickly turned sinister as the tickling turned into a feeling that something was tightly coiling around around her limbs. 001 felt frightened and tried to shake off the feeling, but it only got more painfully tight as the world around her started to distort.