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The Lab

After passing out I woke up in this plain creepy like room. A plain bed, a metal table, a camera and a clock with metal bars around it.

"Hello?" I said just now waking up.

"Am I in some type of psych ward?"

"You guys can go to jail for watching a minor through a camera without consent." I said smirking at the camera.

I grabbed the pillow from the bed and chucked it at the camera trying to get someone's attention. I look at the bed sheet then back at the camera and smiled. I pulled the sheet off and went to push the table but it wouldn't budge. I bent down and of course it was bolted shut. I looked at the distance between the wall the camera was on and the table. It was kinda far but I could make it. I think...

I had the sheet bawled up in my hand and climbed the table. I was pretty tall so I had an advantage. I let my body lean onto the wall and draped the sheet over the camera.

"You shouldn't be doing that." A voice said

I gasped and turned around forget the position I was in and fell on the cold floor. I groaned as the person walked to my side and helped me back up.

"I'm sorry." The person said.

"It's fine." I said finally looking up at the person. It was a girl with a shaved head and a small fragile looking body.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Eleven."

"I think El sounds better."

"El?"

"Yea it could be your nickname."

"Nickname?"

"Yea it's like your name but in a shorter way."

"Anyways why is your name Eleven anyway."

She extended her arm out and pointed to a spot on her arm.

"Holy shit is that real!" I said staring at the eleven tattoo on her wrist.

"Wait why did you come here in the first place."

"Papa"

"Who's Papa?"

She didn't answer and just started walking away so I decided to follow her. We walked down this long hallway until we reached these two doors that had a rainbow outline on it.

"Am I going into this room because I'm gay?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Gay?"

"Yeah it's when yo- nevermind." I said stopping myself.

Not a lot of people knew I liked girls except Mike, Will, Dustin, Ms. Byers. I would tell Steve but the way he's been acting every since high school I'm scared of what he'll think.

Eleven opened the door and I saw more people with shaved heads.

"Oh no I can't get my hair shaved I'm a Harrington we take pride in our hair." I said turning to eleven.

She looked at me confused and was about to say something but was cutoff.

"Thank you eleven you may have extra free time now." A man with white hair said.

Eleven then left to go play and it was just me and this man Infront of each other.

"Who are you? Are you going to hurt me? Are you going to shaved my head? What am I doing here? Are you gay too? Is everyone in here gay?" I said in a rushed fast tone.

"Calm down ten. My name is Dr. Brenner but you will address me as Papa." Dr. Brenner said in a calm yet unsettling tone.

"First off my name is Lola. Lola Harrington. Second off I will not call you Papa I don't even know you. And last but not least I already have a dad so just tell me what the hell I'm doing here."