Silence Will Fall When the Question is Asked

Part Six: The Adventure Begins

We had been walking for a long time, and the warm sun that had welcomed me at first was suddenly brutal on my covered skin. I was panting, and so was the Doctor. After about five minutes I collapsed on the ground. I couldn't go any further.

"I'm sorry," I gasped, sweat dripping off my brow. My fur vest was suffocating me, and as quickly as I could I took it off. Why was it so hot?

"I just can't go anymore," I panted, laying down on the suddenly spiky grass. All I wanted to do was sleep. Sleeping felt so good right now...

The Doctor collapsed next to me, also panting and sweating bullets. He took off his brown coat and gasped, "This can't be right, we've been walking for hours, we should've came across something by now."

My eyes started to close, they were too heavy to keep open, and I was so tired..

All of the sudden I felt someone grab my arm and heave me up. I was so tired, I don't want to get up.

"Come on!" The Doctor panted, trying to get me back on my feet. "You can't fall asleep! It's a trap!"

I couldn't walk anymore. I had gone to my limit.

"I can't!" I screamed, tears also rolling down my cheeks, along with the sweat. "I just can't, I'm sorry!"

I finally fell on the ground, exhausted just from yelling. I started to lay down, and I closed my eyes, relishing in the peace. Finally I could get some sleep...

"No!" The Doctor screamed, and with all the strength he could muster, (I could tell from his grunting and heavy breathing) he heaved me up onto my feet.

I sunk back down to the floor, starting to cry. I was exhausted. Why was he making me get up? All I wanted to do was sleep...

"Listen," he said, whispering into my ear, his breath tickling me skin as he talked. "You can't fall asleep. The Cybermen will have what they want if you fall asleep. This is a trap, and we landed right in the middle of it. You need to get up and walk, or it will be the end for you, and me."

Sleeping truly sounded like the best solution right now. It was like a thick pool of syrup in my brain that wasn't allowing me to get up. The truly panicked me inside was trapped, sinking down lower an lower into the pool.

But his words...they saved me. They were pulling my conscious, panicked mind out, just enough to get me on my feet.

I took a deep breath, and with all the strength that I could muster, I pulled myself to my feet and took one step. Then another. And another. I gritted my teeth. I was fighting with everything I had at the moment to just walk. Sweat uncontrollably flew down my face, down onto the ground below.

The Doctor was walking beside me, and by the way he was breathing I could tell he was using all his strength, too.

"Wait," he gasped, and took something out of the coat pocket he was carrying. He took out the small, green, pen-like device I had seen earlier, and whizzed it towards the sky.

"What...are you doing?" I breathed, starting to lose my determination. I was starting to sway, and I almost lost my balance. I stumbled, and clenching my teeth with determination I regained my previous posture.

"Using...my sonic screwdriver...to shut down...the disguise room." He gasped, trying hard to hold down the button and keep the green light on.

"Come on!!" He screamed at himself, looking extremely frustrated. He couldn't hold down the button, and he was panting harder than ever.

I had to help. I knew I had to. Both of our lives where at stake. I used the last strength I had and put my hand on top of his and pressed down hard on the button.

This was torture. My arm was losing the little strength it had and I felt myself about to lose consciousness.

All of the sudden, the sky and the grass started to flicker. The sun started to disappear, and the grass started to seem less and less like grass. The screen finally shut down, and the sky and the breeze and sunshine were all gone.

It was replaced by a dark, green screen room filled with bright lights, giant heaters everywhere, a giant fan, and what looked like sprinklers on the ceiling. On the floor was a steel floor, with tiny holes.

Immediately I knew how they, whoever they was, had imitated the scene of a prairie. The heaters for the heat of the sun, the fan for the breeze, the bright lights for the sun's light, and the holes were for hiding the fake grass, poking it out of the holes and bringing the entire thing down when the room shut down.

The Doctor and I stood there in shock, looking around quickly, the adrenaline keeping us on out feet.

He looked at me, "It's the Cybermen! They have the TARDIS!" He shouted, he seemed to panic.

I, however, was not panicking. The air conditioned room still hadn't cooled me down, and in a few seconds, I had collapsed on the ground. I was suddenly...very tired.

My eyes were halfway open, and i heard the Doctor also gasp and fall to the ground, his adrenaline also wearing off. The last thing I saw was a familiar, silver, man-like robot get in my view, and before I knew it...

...I blacked out.

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Okay, so I finished that! What do you think? I kinda found it long, but I wanted to say a lot of things.

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