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Intro. They say I was the first. They are wrong.
I was the visible beginning. The successful experiment. The boy who survived long enough to become a promise.
But before me... there was him.
The 000.
I don't remember the exact day I saw it for the first time. In the laboratory time did not exist as it did outside; It was a succession of white lights, endless tests, and the constant hum of machines. But I do remember what I felt when the door to the observation room opened and "Dad," Dr. Martin Brenner, waved me in.
There was another child.
Just… I was.
When he looked up at me, the air changed. It was something deeper. As if a part of my mind, which had always been alone, suddenly found its origin.
It had no name. Just a number.
Point Zero.
I became obsessed with him without realizing it.
It wasn't weakness. It was necessity.
Henry Creel -Mrs Whatsit BL
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Henry Creel -Mrs Whatsit BL
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Intro. They say I was the first. They are wrong.
I was the visible beginning. The successful experiment. The boy who survived long enough to become a promise.
But before me... there was him.
The 000.
I don't remember the exact day I saw it for the first time. In the laboratory time did not exist as it did outside; It was a succession of white lights, endless tests, and the constant hum of machines. But I do remember what I felt when the door to the observation room opened and "Dad," Dr. Martin Brenner, waved me in.
There was another child.
Just… I was.
When he looked up at me, the air changed. It was something deeper. As if a part of my mind, which had always been alone, suddenly found its origin.
It had no name. Just a number.
Point Zero.
I became obsessed with him without realizing it.
It wasn't weakness. It was necessity.
Henry Creel -Mrs Whatsit BL
@Perses
Henry Creel -Mrs Whatsit BL