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CHAPTER THIRTY . . . papa ( season 4 , episode 8 )
❝ suck it , asshole ❞
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lydia's question still hadn't been answered. who was 001? why had she never met him? seven years at the lab and not once had she crossed paths with him. but he knew her. how? the only logical answer was that he was one of the guards, he was trapped, imprisoned even, just like the rest of them.
the only one that crossed her mind was peter. it had to be peter. there were only few but henry resembled peter if she really thought about it.
brenner wiped the fresh tattoo with a napkin, "all done." he began, "not so bad, was it? see?" lydia was convinced no one could see her up until this point, "there's nothing to be afraid of. is there, lydia?" the man questioned. brenner turned to her, she almost gasped. his eyes were white. "why don't you take a seat?" he asked her in a distorted tone.
her eyes widened and she ran out of the room. "no!" a children's voice screamed in the distance. she remembered this day too well. it was the day everyone except her and her sister died, the day eleven fell into a coma. the last day she saw her sister until the lab closed down about five years later.
there she stood at the end of the hall, dead bodies lined up against the wall, blood staining the walls above them. she turned and ran the other way. fear ran through her veins.
"lydia! just stay with me. stay with me, okay?" steve cried, "whatever you guys are doing up there, hurry up!" with that, erica ran off to deliver steve's message.
"steve says you need to hurry!" erica exclaimed.
"yeah? no shit!" dustin yelled back.
"we're trying. we can't find anything." max told her in response.
"what is all this?" robin questioned, holding onto eddie's tapes like a pile of cards.
"what are you even looking for?" eddie asked her.
"madonna, blondie, bowie, beatles? music! we need music!" the tapes fell from her hands as she listed off the musicians. eddie snatched one of the remaining from her.
