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Eleven's POV:
"Papa," I whispered under my breath. Fear floods Mike's eyes as they go wide. Tears glide down my pale face as I stare up at Papa. Mike's fear turns into anger and rage. "You let us go Brenner!" Mike exclaims as he tries to pull out of the rope tied around his wrists. He lunges forward with a vicious snarl on his face. "Papa, n-no," I beg to him in broken inhales.

Mike's POV:
I turn to Eleven with a concerned look on my face "El, it's gonna be ok. I promise." She looks back into my eyes. Her breaths become less shakey. "Promise," she muttered back. I grin slightly and she does the same. Somehow all of my anger has gone. We sit there for a few moments, staring into each other's souls until Dr. Brenner clears his throat and starts to talk. "Eleven, it's going to be ok. Papa is here now."
     "No, Papa. Please, no!" She chants, her happiness fading as time goes by, "Let us go Papa!" Her cries of helplessness bring me back to reality. I turn to Dr. Brenner, My eyebrows narrow as I show my teeth in a beast-like way. He starts to speak, "You two are here because you know too much, and the only way to keep our classified information classified is to make sure you can't tell anyone about this. I already have your little friends. What were their names again? Dudley and Liam?"
     Two men wearing all white and gloves carry Lucas and Dustin into the room. They both struggle against the restraints, trying to escape. "Let us go!" Lucas growls at one of the men, but it has no effect. "Yeah, Let us go you idiots!" Dustin follows, trying to wiggle out of the tight handcuffs around his wrists. Dr. Brenner opens his mouth once again.
     "Welcome to your living nightmare."

A/N:
I thought I would restart this story since it has so many reads! What do you think will happen next? Vote and comment for another chapter!💗💗💗

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