Chapter Text
January 1st, 1983
12:00 AM
“HAPPY NEW YEAR”
The fireworks roared outside the little window in Wolfgang’s padded cell. He sat, tucked beneath the bed as his body flinched with each BOOM.
Wolfgang hated any holiday or celebration. He didn’t care which one it was or what it was, it was always the worst. The people would always be too noisy, too destructive to the outside. He would catch the caretakers watch on the big box about how yet another loose firework hit a tree, causing yet another wild fire.
He’s never even been outside before, and humans were so willing to just throw it away, just like that.
As he was lost in thought, he heard the pop of the cork of a bottle flying off, it was the sixth he heard tonight. The leader of the caretakers was hosting a party at the lab. He forgot when it started, but he knew it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon by the way he heard the yells and laughs of the crowd out in the next room.
As yet another cork flew off a bottle, Wolfgang heard his cell being opened. In walked the leader, a bottle in hand.
”Where the hell are you boy?”
He shouted, causing Wolfgang to quickly scramble from out under his bed. He stood up in a rush, placing his hands behind his back.
”Here sir”
He mumbled, adjusting his stance. The leader narrowed his eyes at him, leaning against the doorframe. He took another swig before huffing.
”Yknow, I’m putting a lotta money into you and your little friends”
”I know sir”
”You better be worth all this shit”
”Yes sir”
The leader scoffed and got closer to him, leaning down to stare at his face.
”Look at your disgusting face, your lucky we’re not developing you for show”
He cackled, pressing his palm to Wolfgang’s face and pushing him backwards. Wolfgang stumbled before regaining his balance. He watched as the leader fell forwards, placing his hands on his knees. The leader hurled before regurgitating all over the floor. Wolfgang winced, watching as the leader slumped onto the corner of the room, mumbling something to himself before blacking out. Wolfgang stared at him for a few seconds before he felt a hot burning sensation on his eyes. He reached up onto the feel little drops of water falling down his cheeks. This has happened a few times before, and usually it wasn’t good things that caused it.
Wolfgang sniffled, crawling onto his bed and curling into a corner, his blanket wrapped around him. He reached out and grabbed his stuffed animal, a little bear with button eyes. It was probably the only toy he ever had, thanks to the leaders wife who gifted it to him. He snuggled it, staining the top of its head with wet drops.
Tomorrow is a new day.