Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171217171524/@comment-26120744-20171217202047

Papa looked a little weary, then he said.

"I'm afraid, Jane, that is not how this works."

Soldiers entered the room, their guns locked on Raven and Eleven.

"You see, when a experiment of this importance is undertaken, it must be finished. This is bigger than any of us, and I can't let my life's work get away from me simply because of what children 'want.' Call me a monster, but it's my job. Now, we can do this the easy way, or-"

A Demogorgon shrieked in the background.

Papa whirled around and stared at the boy, eyes wide with fear.

The boy was bleeding heavily from both nostrils and ears, so much so that it was dripping unto the ground.

He was smiling. Like goddamn Hannibal Lecter.