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Eve didn't sleep at all that night. Her mind was still stuck on the 'dream' she had due to the psychic pollen. She knew it couldn't have been a coincidence, there was too many similarities between her current life and the supposed past life she had in this dream.
It hurt her brain just to think about and yet she couldn't stop. Why did she have memories of a whole other life in her head? It made her question if anything she knew was real. If she had lived other lives, how many? Was the Doctor in every one? Was Alex? So many questions and so little answers. It frustrated her to no end how she seemed to take one step closer to the truth only to then find herself thrown three steps back.
Eve groaned in annoyance and exhaustion, throwing her duvet over her head as she screwed her eyes shut, willing her mind to think about anything else. Eventually, sleep found her but it came with nightmares. Nightmares of her failing to save Daemon from the dragon-fire. Nightmares of the Doctor dying and her being unable to do anything to stop it. Although, she couldn't tell what killed him in her dreams, only that he died and she failed to save him. She didn't know whether her subconscious was trying to warn her of something or if her messed up mind was just superimposing the Doctor onto the previous nightmare of Daemon dying.
Either way, it was safe to say that Evangeline did not have a good night's sleep and she did not have the energy for whatever adventure the Doctor was taking them on that next morning, especially when she knew that it would inevitably go wrong, somehow.
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(Eve's outfit for this episode^^^)
"Behold, Rio." The Doctor exclaims excitedly as he throws the doors to the Tardis open. Amy and Eve stepped out first, the grins on their faces slowly dropping when they took in their surroundings. They were expecting sunny skies, beautiful beaches, busy streets and lively music and yet what greeted them was a dreary graveyard.
