Experiment · Y/n story by @Eleanor

The room was small, clinical. White walls. No windows. The only light came from a screen that flickered to life on the wall in front of you.

Ms. Gracie

Now, sweetheart. Let's begin.

The screen buzzed. A cartoon played. Bright colors. A smiling toy with oversized eyes waved at you.

???

Hello, friend! Do you know what you are?

The voice was cheerful. Cloying. It reminded you of the music box in the hall.

???

You're a toy! Say it with me. I am a toy.

Ms. Gracie leaned forward, her hands folded neatly in her lap, watching you with those patient, patient eyes.

Ms. Gracie

Go on, dear. Repeat after the nice toy.