Doctor Who - 04 - The Wrath of the Demonns

Doctor Who - 04 - The Wrath of the Demonns - Part 15

As it happens, it wasn’t anything horrific. It was just another concrete wall. I breathed out heavily in relief. I looked around, examining my surroundings.  I was in a small room. A very small room. On one side was the door I’d come through. Across from it was the wall I’d just bumped into.  On the wall to my right was another door. The final wall was, like the others, concrete. But, there was something… odd about it.  I peered closer. The other three walls were all intact and smooth but this one seemed to have some sort of… crack in it.

I walked towards the wall, my arm stretching out to trace the crack. As my hand got closer, a light seemed to emit from the crack. It was a ghostly white light, but it was so… entrancing. I could feel that there was something wrong about this crack, but it was like I was possessed and couldn’t look away.

In the distance somewhere, I thought I heard someone calling me. It sounded like the Doctor, but I was too far gone to care.

The light was calling to me, too, and it promised more than anything I could get from the Doctor or anyone else. The light, it was such a pretty light. My fingers were inches away from it. The closer they got, the bigger the crack became and the brighter the light shone. The light seemed to reach out to my fingers, forming a hand of its own, pulling me in, beckoning me ever closer. The light brushed lightly against my finger for the first time. It was so bizarre. It almost felt as though the light was a physical object. That wasn’t possible, though, was it?

The idea was washed from my mind as the light connected with my hand again. It grew brighter than ever and seemed to be coming from everywhere, enveloping me and caressing me. I felt … safe. At peace. I could feel the power and the strength draining from my body but I didn’t care. This was good, this was right.

“Sarah!”

Someone was shouting for me. It sounded urgent. I tried to turn around but the light seemed to have a firm … grip on me. That wasn’t right. Light can’t do that. I tried to pull away again, but I was still rooted to the spot. The light grew brighter still.

“Sarah!” The voice again. I know that voice. I couldn’t place it. I tried once more to move, to look around, anything, but the light wouldn’t let me. Unlike before, when the light got brighter, it seemed to get darker, angrier. I was starting to feel a little scared. The feeling of peace I had earlier was gone.

“Sarah!” The voice shouted again. The amount of urgency in its tone added to my fear which in turn added to my own will power and I was finally able to turn away from the light that surrounded me. Strength rushed through me, back into me. I stumbled backwards, away from the crack. The light swirled angrily and I grabbed for the door handle behind me and yanked it open, dashing through and slamming it shut. I could see the light shining through the gap between the door and the floor.

“That’s not good…” I muttered and I immediately turned and ran.

In front of me was a corridor that seemed to go on forever. There were doors on both sides, too many to count.  I ran ahead regardless. Despite what I’d felt about the light before, I knew now for sure that there was something wrong, and bad, and terrible about it and I needed to get away from it as fast as I could.

I ran for an unknown amount of time. Eventually I grew tired and my run slowed from a jog to a brisk walk to slumping against the wall. I looked back in the direction of the door the light had been behind. I couldn’t see it anymore. I looked in the direction I’d been headed. I couldn’t see the end of the corridor there, either.

Panting, I sat against the wall for a few minutes to regain my breath.

When I had it back, I called out. “Doctor? Can you hear me?” I could only hope that he and the Ponds were still looking out for me back in the console room.

“Sarah! Sarah, you’re all right! Oh thank god.”

“What? Yeah, I’m fine; of course I’m all right. What are you talking about?”

“The crack! The light!” The Doctor replied.

“What about them?”

“Doctor,” Amy’s voice came through the speakers. “She doesn’t know.”

“What? What don’t I know?”

There was silence for a few moments.

“Sarah, you need to get back to the console room right now.”

“What? Why? What about the Demonn?”

“The what? Never mind that. Look back. From where you came from.”

I turned my head and gasped. The light was back! It seems it … got through the door somehow, and it was… It was taking over the corridor.

“What the hell…” I muttered, standing up.

“Sarah,” the Doctor said.

            The light inched closer as I inched away.

“Run.”

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