Travel (Doctor Who)

Chapter 29

When I reach the museum by myself, I realize something.

Maybe Mia didn't die.

After all, this was a fantasy. I worked for the Fairy Tale organization. Therefore, this must have all been fictional, and when I stop these Angels, I'll come back, and everyone will be back.

Right?

I shake my head from the thought, and walk over to the museum doors, only to pull them and have them end up locked.

I was so tired of this.

I grab the closest thing to me, which ended up being a football some kid probably lost, and outstretch my arm, about to throw.

When I'm about to, I hear a creaking sound and see that the door is wide open.

Well then.

I guess then wanted to kill me sooner than I thought.

"Why thank you." I spit out, and walk towards the door. As I'm about to, I hear a sudden shriek, and roll my eyes.

This was getting old.

Nevertheless, when I went inside, I felt a chill run up my spine. I was in a horror movie. Or at least, I felt like it.

Because who doesn't when your feet tapping the floor is the only thing you hear after a deadly scream, and the door you went through that magically opened by itself, has now magically shut, and the door to the statues is now open.

Terrific.

I sigh and start to walk to the door, unsure what I'm about to do.

Maybe I could break the statues while looking at them..

Could you?

I mean, they are stone, and it's possible to break stone. Just throw a hammer at the stupid thing.

I shake my head from the thought and pace to the entrance of the statues, nervous for what may happen. On my way I grab a small, cylinder shaped object that seemed to be a cut of part of a poll.

How useful.

As I walk inside of the room, it's no surprise to me that the door shuts right behind me. If this was a Moffat script, he needed new ideas. But nevertheless, I followed the script and walked right over to a statue.

And I stabbed the pole into its stomach.

Or, at least I tried to.

The stone was solid to the max, and my metal pole made a small marking, not a dent.

So I aim for the head.

And I actually did it.

I pat myself on the back until I realize that wasn't one of the Angels. Oh well, 50 more to go.

As I walk over to another one, I noticed some sort of box shaped thing covered by a dirty painted over drape. Funny thing is, I don't think I saw it there before. So of course, my instincts kick in and I remove the drape, revealing something I thought I would never see.

The TARDIS.

I reach my hand to the doorknob, pulling and pushing it until I finally get it through my head that it was locked. When that occurs to me, I step back, and snap my fingers.

You can guess the result of that.

I roll my eyes and turn from the blue box, ready the smash some more statues. Except when I turned around, I faced a statue about a foot away from me, that really, really wasn't there before. And then the thought occurs that maybe the statues would be smashing me.

"Oh! You're here! And the TARDIS is here! And I'm here! And The Doctor is in there!" I say, kicking the TARDIS and muttering an apology to her afterwards. Now I knew what the drape was. It was a disguise. A cover up. So the Angels wouldn't get to it.

There goes that plan.

"Hey, Doctor? You planning on letting me in? TARDIS? Anyone in there? Amy, Amy are you in there? Amy don't let this happen to me! I can- I can tell you your future!" I spit out words faster than my brain can process, my whole body trembling.

That's when something terrible happened.

The TARDIS started to disappear.

"NO! DOCTOR YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME! PLEASE! YOU COWARD!" I start to sink down to the floor, thinking I might disappear from the Angels eyesight.

I should have held on to the TARDIS!

Tears start to get into my eyes, and as soon as they do, I wipe them off, one eye at a time. My eyes dry up, and I know I can't last any longer. The TARDIS is gone. The Doctor, he didn't save me. Or Mia. I had no hope.

So I did the worst thing I could possibly do. The thing if you were watching it from your TV, you would scream profanities and throw something. Or, at least that's what I did.

I blinked.