Hawkins lab, thats where you lived since you could remember. All you knew is that you had powers.. they all called you 11, the number tattooed onto your wrist, the number that indicated what experiment you were.

You possessed telekinesis, a power allowing you to move things without touching them. A power that allowed you to do many things a normal person couldn’t.

A lab rat is what you were, tested your whole life. Shock therapy, strength tests, mental tests, sensory deprivation. But you escaped.. a gory mess is what it what, but you got out.

The forest was big, hours it took for you to see something other then trees and pine needles that you walked on. Breathing steadily as you kept carrying yourself forward as the night continued on. Slipping through a small hole in a rusted fence brought you to an empty field, uneven ground that looked almost torn up. You noticed lights, buildings and people walking..

You’d stumbled onto a military base, not knowing what that even was, you decided to keep going forward in the need of food and water.

Ghost noticed a silhouette in the field, it was small, humanoid.. but who would be in the field at this hour? It was supposed to be a laid back day, no one should be in the field he thought to himself. So he told the others and broke off, walking out with his rifle loaded and ready in case.

He could help..