Mike
"So, The campaign ended with Will dead and Lucas saving the princess." I concluded.
El sat on her bed.
"It's a wonderful story." She smiled.
" they, sound interesting, I wish I could meet them." She said.
" maybe some day you will, hopefully." I said.
"How?" She asked. She was curled up hugging her knees. In the 1 week he'd known her, he'd become her only friend. He liked her too. She was innocent and pure.
"Maybe when we get out of here I can introduce you to them." I said.
"My friends would like you." I said.
"Friend? What is friend?" She asked.
I looked at her. She didn't know what a friend was? I sometimes forgot that she had been raised in captivity.
"A friend is...a friend is someone you'd do anything for. You trust them and they trust you. They never break promises." I said.
"You my friend?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm your friend. If you want me to be." I said.
"Want you to be." She said. Happily.
"Will you tell me another story?" She asked. She loved hearing about my life. My life wasn't that interesting to me, but to her it seemed alien.
"Ok, when I was 7 I-"
The door opened.
"Twelve, Eleven I'm here to take you to Dr. Brenner." The man said.
El paled. I could tell she was scared of Brenner. She called him Papa. But the said the name with so much fear and anger that it made me hate him too.
But we both got up.
"Twelve we shall start with you." Brenner said.
I walked into the room. El went to the viewing room.
El watched me walk into the room. I could control minds. Why didn't they lock me up? I was stubborn and disobedient. But Brenner seemed more patient with me than he was with her.
I could feel my power course theought me. powers. The man at the other end of the room from me lifted his hand and punched his face.
He kept punching himself. Raking his nails over his cheeks, he began to cry and beg. But I did not stop.
"Twelve that's enough." Brenner said.
I didn't stop .
I hated that man. He was working for them, so he was an enemy. I wanted him to feel my pain.
I wanted to kill him.
"That's enough Twelve!" Brenner said.
I caught El's expression. She was scared, she was scared of me! I lowered my hand and wiped my nose.
"Twelve you will only drain yourself, you must learn to control yourself." Brenner accused.
I wanted to turn my powers on him. But I felt weak and drained.
"Eleven come." He commanded to El who was on the other side of the glass. El went through the door and into the room. I went the opposite direction.
A different man came to the room. The other had to dress his wounds. This man was forced in with a gun pressed to his head.
"Eleven, this is Dolmir Rostov he is a spy for the Russians, we want you to terminate him." Brenner said to her.
She held up her hand. The man groaned. He was choking. His face was getting redder and redder. Then she put her hand down.
She shook her head, tears in her eyes.
"No." She said. "No."
Brenner pursed his lips. "Take her away." He said.
2 men entered the room. They both grabbed one of her arms. El was screaming, kicking and crying.
"No.Papa, Papa please no!"
Brenner stood there emotionless.
"Where are you taking her?" I yelled as I ran into the room.
"Twelve, sometimes Eleven can be...reluctant to do as we say, she needs to be punished." He said, not an ounce of sympathy in his voice.
"Punished?" I asked.
"None of your concern." He said.
El
The Room was dark and small. I felt like I couldn't breathe when I was in it. It felt to small, to dark.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
El
"Mike?" I murmured. Not bothering to question why he was talking to me through his mind.
El, where are you?
"The Room." I said softly.
The Room?
"That's what I call it. It's small and dark, I hate small spaces and the dark." I said. Curling into a corner.
How long will you be there?
"Can't be long now." I said.
Do you want me to keep you company?
"Yes, can you finish the story you started earlier?" I asked.
"Ok, so when I was 7 me and Will, first met Lucas. He had been new to Hawkins....."
Nancy
According to Mr. Holland, Barb didn't come home. The Holland's has filed a report to the chief.
The door rang.
I opened it.
"Hi Johnathon." I said. "Did you need something?" I asked.
The tall attractive older Byers brother was outside.
"Uh...I made something for you, to say sorry for your brother, he was a truly amazing boy." Johnathon said.
He handed me a book. I opened it. Pictures. Not the ones that we had in our phot album, these ones had been taken without him looking at the camera. Casual pictures of me giving him a one armed squeeze. Mike and Will sitting on a bench eating candy bars. Mike with Holly making silly faces at her.
I felt tears form in my eyes. I missed my brother so much.
"Thank you Johnathon, it's beautiful." I said. In the back of my mind I'd wondered if he'd been stalking us. But at the moment I didn't care.
I wiped a tear from my eyes.
"How are you?" He asked.
"Holding it together the best I can." I said.
He gave me an awkward hug.
"Hang in there, if you need someone to talk to, I'm here." He said.
"Actually, I have something to ask you." I said.
"What?"? He asked.
"When was the last time you saw Barb?" I asked.
"Uh....last I saw her was the store, I accidentally took a picture of her when I was trying to fix my camera, she was there one minute and gone the next, I figured she bolted or something." He said.
"Can I see the picture?" I asked.
"I'll have to develop it." He said.
Joyce
"So...you think Mike is still alive?" I asked.
Hopper nodded.
"I think someone set us up." He said.
"But who would do that?" I asked.
"Who knows, Mike was a kid he didn't jump, he couldn't have done something wrong, but I'm going to do some digging at the library later care to join me?" He asked.
I nodded. "What the heck? It's a Saturday I got nothing by better to do." I said.