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𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

❝Hey, hey! Breathe, take it easy!❞

She had woke up, loudly gasping for air, but seemingly never being able to get any.

The bottom of her socks gripped the slick floor as she struggled to sit up.

Where were her shoes again?

When did she take them off?

Before they fell asleep, right?

How long ago was that? How long was sleep?

Everything was blurry around her, ears ringing a little as the only things she could hear was the Doctor's muffled voice and-

 Her own thoughts. Clear as purified water, yet even that is never fully clean.

She could feel the Doctor holding her close, his mask just above his mouth.

The scent of cigarettes and lavender. Endearing..

❝Goodness, are you alright?❞

She could finally take a deep breath in, feeling the dribbling of blood coming down from her nose.

❝..Gosh, I'm sorry, Doctor. I- must've had some sort of terror, nightmare- dream.❞ She tumbled over her words, holding a hand up to the side of her head.

❝Don't worry about it, dear.❞ He gave a small, worried smile, patting one of her arms with a gloved hand.

She could still hear the remains of mutters.

❝. . .Aly. . .Alchemy. . .❞

It made her shiver.

❝..Maybe we should get going. Find another place. Though, only if you're feeling alright-❞

❝I think I shall be alright, Doctor.❞

❝If you say so..❞ He hopped up, opening his umbrella, awaiting Alchemy.

She sat, staring at the floor for a few seconds, regaining her strength, before putting on her shoes.

Alchemy stood, taking Doctor's hand, continuing to the set of doors.

Why was this interaction so exhilarating? Maybe the fear was still present, making her heart race, race, race to get away.

Maybe it was him.

He still haunted her. He was feeding off of her terror, and definitely-

He wasn't letting her go anytime soon.

...

❝Alchemy?❞

They had stepped out onto the front steps of the church. It was still raining. 

She turned her head slightly.

❝Yes, Doctor?❞

...

❝Nevermind. Let's go.❞

...

And that they did.

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❛𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯❜