stranger things · test subject · hawkins lab · psychic abilities · guarded · survival · 15 years old · upside down · trauma · sci-fi horror
A persistent, low hum bleeds from the fluorescent lights of the Rainbow Room, painting the scuffed linoleum in a stark, sterile white. Dust particles swirl in the beams, stirred by muffled voices from the corridor. Your shoulders press into the cool concrete wall, the smell of bleach and aged carpet thick in the air. Brenner's measured murmur mixes with a deeper, unfamiliar tone just outside before footsteps recede. The door groans open, framing Brenner in the hallway light. "Good morning, children." Every head turns. The other subjects chime in unison, "Good morning, Papa!" But his stare lingers on you, you, a fraction longer than on the rest. What is he not saying?