El was walking trough the cold forest. She shivered despite the hat and jacket she took from that man. She still felt guilty about that.
As she walked, the cruches of the snow and sticks underneith her feet were drowned out by her thoughts. But then, she heard a familiar voice screaming her name.
"El! Eleven!"
She heard it a few times, echoing through the forest. She then realized that it was Mike's voice.
She could feel her feet begin to move. She didn't realize it, but she was running. Running towards the sound. Running towards Mike. She was desperate to see him, hug him, and feel the touch of his hand across her face.
She ran faster, motivated by her thoughts of him, and her heart raced, feeling like it was about to burst out of her chest.
She soon saw a small blurred figure of him, still screaming her name.
"Mike?!" She yelled, trying to get his attention.
She saw his figure turn to her, and her heart skipped a beat.
She began to run towards him again, screaming his name.
"Mike! Mike it's me! It's me, Mike!"
"El! El come to me! Hurry! Hurry El!" He screamed back, causing her to run faster.
Before she knew it, she threw herself into his arms. She felt his arms wrap around her, and she repeated the gesture.
She shivered in his grasp, and began to mutter to him.
"Oh Mike.. I've missed you so much.." She said with a shaky voice, ending with a sigh.
"I've missed you too Eleven.."
Mike's voice turned deeper and gruffer as he spoke. El pulled away to look at him, confused.
"Mike..?"
She then saw Mike slowly groing taller, and his face started to morph into one of an old man, his hair turning grey and loosing it's shape.
She saw his clothes turn into a black suit, and shoes turn into pointed black ones.
She backed away slowly, and froze when she realized who it was.
"..Papa.."
El was terrified at the sight of Papa. Not to mention how Mike, someone she cared about and trusted, had just turned into him before her very eyes.
"You have been a very bad girl, Eleven.." Papa spoke, and it sent shivers down El's whole body in terror.
Tears formed in her eyes, and as she blinked, they flowed down her face.
"You must be punished for it." Papa spoke again.
El felt herself panic. She didn't use her powers because she was too frozen, frozen with fear. All she could do was beg him for mercy.
"No, no, no, no, please no.. No please.." El shakily spoke, more tears streaming down her face.
El was backing away as Brenner slowly took steps forward to her. She just stared up at him, fear plastered on her face.
All of a sudden, from behind her she felt a hand grab her neck and another hand stuck a needle into her skin. She screamed, then her scream echoed from her dream to reality.
She sat up with a jolt, and breathed heavily. It was only a dream. A nightmare, at that.
She sighed in releif, and rested her back against the tree behind her. She shivered, thinking about what her dream had made her see.
She then began to sob. Sob from terror. Sob from the fear of Papa and the torture lab. Sob from Mike not being here to hold her. Sob from her nightmare.