My eyes shot open and my heart started to race. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust before I realized where I was, but my heart didn't stop pounding. For a second, I had no memories of anything. It was blank.
Think of the facts, think of the facts
My name is Martha.
They call me twelve.
I turned 13 one month ago.
My moms name is Alice and I have a sister called Claire.
I've been here for 17 days...or has it been 18?
Everything is so fuzzy I can't even properly remember the facts. They're the only thing keeping me from losing my mind, I repeat them 100 times a day at least. Days bleed into nights making it hard to separate them. No outside light comes into my room, and there's no clock. I can tell that a day has passed when a doctor with white hair and a lab coat comes into my room. He stands at the door with some papers and a pen and everyday he writes. He goes after a few minutes and I see him again the next day. It's not so bad I guess, I've stopped struggling and looking for a way out. Food is delivered to my room, and no one is mean. Not nice either. Professional I guess. Which makes me confused. Why did they take me here? They feed me, I have a bed, they give me games and books, they definitely didn't bring me here to kill me. I look down at my arm, at the painless tattoo I was given when I got here,
"012"
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Curious Things (Stranger Things Sequel)
Science FictionThis is my version of what season two of "Stranger Things" could be like. It could also be an alternate version of season one, possible going on at the same time. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!! Comment, vote and leave feedback! xox
