Part One: The Dead Rise

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Prologue

Dead people. Everywhere I looked there were dead people. Their pale blue-ish skin almost glowed in the moonlight, their eyes cast in deep shadows. Their movements were stiff, muscles twitching and moving their limbs at random times.

This was not normal. I was freaking out, sobbing uncontrollably while trying to run. Which was difficult. My vision was blurred and I was out of breath. After running for a minute, I felt an iron grip on my wrist. I blinked enough tears away to catch sight of a tweed jacket and floppy brown hair.

"Keep up, Adrian!" His English accent barely reached my ears as we ran as fast as he was going. "We need to get to the TARDIS to find that particle de-something-or-other!"

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