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YOU PANT HEAVILY, DRIED BLOOD FLAKING OFF YOUR UPPER LIP.
multiple bodies lay either dead or passed out behind you as you franticly run through the cold halls of hawkins lab.
you were doing just as your elder sister, eleven, had done just a few months prior.
with 'papa' so busy focusing on finding her, the lab was less supervised, leaving it easier for you to escape.
your heart feels as if it's about to jump out of your mouth as you hear yelling and shouting along with footsteps behind you.
you look behind you in fear, more men with guns and tasers were running towards you.
you grit your teeth, swinging both your arms up, swinging the two men into the white tiled walls, effectively either knocking them out or killing them.
you hold your hands on your buzzed [hair colour] hair in an attempt to ease your pounding headache.
your legs felt weak and you felt as though you couldn't walk anymore, but you had to keep going. you had to escape.
collecting yourself, you sprint with your remaining strength into the boiler room.
you remember peter, or 001, leading you and eleven there many years ago.
he was like a real big brother to you, but that was until he ruthlessly murdered every other child in the whole facility except for you and eleven.
