Jun 13, 2017
@fire-canary
Her father hadn’t come home that night. After her grandfather fell asleep, the toddler climbed out of her crib and snuck out of the house to the shed in the back yard, picking the lock, and stepped onto the teleporter that led to his work.
The little girl stepped out of the teleporting room and into the hallway of the base and began reading the signs to lead her to her dad’s workshop. On the way there, she stopped before a door, hearing someone singing behind it, not just someone, Dolly could recognize it as a woman’s voice. She had no idea her dad even knew any women, let alone worked with any. Curiously, she pushed the door open to take a peek inside the room.