Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20171215213041/@comment-26120744-20171216002218

"Show her." Papa said.

The boy held his hand out toward Eleven, and the vision started.

It was the very same lab, 35 years ago. Alarms were blaring, the Mind Flayer shrieking in the background.

"Contain the damn thing!" A voice cried.

Papa, 35 years younger, stood in front of a computer screen. On it the Mind Flayer's tendrils were whirling around a Gate, butchering scientists, while some of it's tendrils were caght in what looked like.... leaf blowers? They were being wielded by more scientists.

"Now!" A voice shouted.

Papa pressed a button and there was a loud noise and a flash of light. The gate closed, severing many of the Mind Flayer's tendrils as it fled, shrieking all the way.

"It's done." Someone said. "We did it!"

Papa looked at the canisters grimly as they were brought to him. The tips of each of the Mind Flayers' gaseous limbs.

Eleven of them.

With that, the vision ended.