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Season four, episode ten:
Midnight - Part Two.
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Lynnette's skin crawled as she watched the Doctor creeps Sky. Sky, who hadn't even so much as flinched when he called her name. She hated it. The woman was still, too still, it was as if she wasn't even breathing, Lynnette only knew she was because she could hear shallow breaths, barely even there.
She wanted to yank the Doctor away from her, every inch of her body consumed with a frightful chill. Jethro who had once again gravitated to her side wasn't faring much better, features twisted into confusion as he stared at the scene before him. How could seats have been torn from their places? How could they have been ripped from their metal foundations so easily? How could something have gotten in to do that?
He didn't know.
He wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"It's all right, it's all rights all right," The Doctor whispered to Sky, hand gently pressing against her back, "It's over now. We're still alive...Look, the wall's still intact. Do you see?"
The fact they had to confirm the wall was still intact was alarming enough, it only got worse when the lights shone on the area and illuminated the giant dent in it.
"Joe, Claude?" The Hostess called, hand clutching the phone she held.
"We're safe," The Doctor continued to reassure.
"Driver Joe, can you hear me?!" Hissed the Hostess as she threw down the phone, darting towards the Captain's quarters, "I'm not getting any response, the intercom must be down."
Lynnette shivered.
The intercom was down. It had to be. That was why they hadn't responded to her.
Right?
She slammed her hand down on the button by the door.
And everyone was blinded.
A searing light lurched into the shuttle, burning with heat. Screams left the passengers as they jerked backwards, Jethro curling against Lynnette once more, eyes screwed shut as they waited for the light to sear away at them.
Lynnette found herself growing sick.
Through the white light, she remembered what Claude and Joe looked like, what their cabin looked like, and what the outside of Midnight looked like from beneath protective glass. Protective glass that was no longer there.
