Lab experiment||Byler

The lab|| 001

  "012"                                                       January 23, 1984
Hawkins, Indiana
Hawkins National Lab

A boy with shaved hair was sat in a blue chair. He flinched with every beep the machines made around him. A small circular table was in front of him. On the table sat a cage with a grey cat inside. He tilts his head down slightly, focusing on his objective: kill the cat. But at the last moment he stopped. "No, papa." He spoke quietly, as if words weren't the normal for him. He looked at the door. People waited outside the room, they watched him on a two way mirror. He grabbed his EEG (electroencephalogram) and pulled it off his head. Two men rushed in and grabbed him.

"Papa!" He yelled repeatedly, but his words were unheard. His 'papa' watched at the end of the hallway as he was being dragged away. Last time something liked this happened, he had a... memory? It was a woman, a boy, and a man. In the memory he didn't remember much, it was too foggy, but he heard yelling, the boy held onto him tightly and brought him to his room. Papa took him away from 'bad place' is what he, 012, would call it. Yes, his name was 012. His 'papa' had taken him when he was young and done something to make him forget everything.

He was grateful, really. But when you're being dragged into a metal prison, it's hard to remember what nice things they've done. 012 screamed as they threw him into the metal prison, as small as a closet. Just as they were about to shut the door 012 stood up and tilted his head down, breaking the man's neck. He looked at the other scared man and sent him flying to the wall, bleeding out. 012 collapsed against the cold tiled walls. He had to run, hide, anything! He sprinted through the halls, past doors and all the way to the lift. He heard running and turned his head to the direction of the sound. They were here. He had two choices, follow papa and maybe not get that and of a punishment, or attempt to escape and probably get a horrible punishment if they caught him. The thing was, he wasn't gonna lose. He ran to the door and jumped in, falling down on the cold ground. He stood up clicking the first button he saw.

The doors begin to close. However the bad men were already rushing with tasers. "No!" He screamed. He weakly put his hand up and slowly began closing the doors. Even if it was just a little quicker, it still helped. The men were about to get over when the doors closed completely and the lift began to move. He was scared, so scared. 012, a person who has never known anything other than powers, papa, and bad man, is being in something foreign. Eventually he arrived at his stop. He carefully stepped out of the lift and looked around. He carefully walked towards the white coats they all wore and held it, he felt the soft fabric. He put his arms through and walked through the halls. He was pretending to be one of them. However, they quickly noticed. They pulled out their guns which made 012 run. He ran to the front doors but something he couldn't read was on the front.

"Need ID to pass"

Confused, he did what was normal. The bad men however got to 012 quickly. He looked to the side and saw an old rusty pipe.

His one and only escape. He ran and slid inside where it was all wet and sticky. He didn't care, not right now. He crawled out quickly and that's when he felt something new. Grass. It felt spiky but didn't hurt at the same time. He heard the alarms go off, blaring in his ear. He began to ran away from the property and into the forest. He heard leaves crunching under his feet, the wind whistling, he felt comfortable. He walked deeper and deeper when suddenly he sees a house. Then a boy with dark hair opened the door. He ran. He ran so far away. That boy was... familiar however. It was raining by now he tried to get shelter but was immediately interrupted by a group of people. His heart raced and his teeth chattered.

They looked around his age but they had hair. Good hair too actually. "Hey, are you okay?" One of them asked, he was the one that opened the door earlier. "What's your name?" A boy with curly brown hair asked. "We can take you to mine? It's safe and warm. If you want." The raven haired boy asked.