Papa Loves Me

by solangewrites

Dark fic containing every sort of evil. Experiment Eleven has spent her whole life confined in the lab. She has never dreamed of anything else. Papa wouldn't allow it. But one day, someone new comes. A boy. Eleven must question everything she thought she knew, including the primary tenet of her life- Papa.

7. May 18th, 1984

May 18th, 1984.

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Papa leads me to the test room. I sit at the table as he places a picture in front of me.

"You see this man, Eleven?" Papa inquires. I nod numbly. "I want you to find him. Can you do that for me?"

"Hurt him?" I ask. Papa made me kill a mouse last week. I cried for hours afterwards and then I had to go in the Bad Place.

"No, I don't want you to hurt him. I just want you to find him and listen to him. Repeat what he says back to me."

That doesn't sound too bad. I close my eyes and walk through the laboratory in my mind. I seek out the man's face. He is sitting in a small room, like the one in which Papa and I sit. I listen as hard as I can, eyes clenched shut. I hear his voice in an echo and I know I have succeeded.

I open my eyes. Papa smiles.

"Good."