Monsters [Doctor Who]

C H A P T E R S E V E N

Chapter Seven:

I ran.

I ran through the endless maze for what seemed like hours. My small body running as fast as I possibly could. I couldn't go very fast, with the chains around my ankles and wrists. There was also a metal collar clamped on my neck as well, but I tried not to think about it. I needed to reach the end before—

My thoughts were cut short by the sound of someone's footsteps, heading my direction. My ears perked up, they were close. Too close. I ran faster, stumbling over my chains. They didn't stop chasing me either, in fact, they were getting closer.

I turned the corner, hoping to throw them off, only to bump into a metal wall. I felt on my butt painfully, but looked at the wall horrifically. "No..." I gasped, just as someone closed me in.

I turned around to see one of the white-coated men to block my only exit. His face twisted in a sneer, and a hand reached in his pocket, pulling into a metal button.

The breath hitched in my throat, my eyes darting back and forth from the buzzer to the man rapidly. "No, no please!" I begged.

"I found you, you know what happens next," he chuckled darkly, a hand hovering over the red buzzer. "You lose."

His hand slammed down, sending hundreds of volts of electricity through my body, making my drop to the floor, withering in pain. I screamed, tears escaping my eyes, and I covered my head on the ground.

"Stop...!" I managed to beg through the torture I was experiencing. "S–Stop! Please! St–Stop!!"

He didn't say anything, he only laughed. His sick, twisted laughter streamed through my head, combining itself with my constant, endless screaming. Make it stop. Please. Stop it!

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I shot up, gasping, my hands trembling and my heart beating rapidly. The room was dimly lit, but even with that, I could see that I was in the Medical Bay again. I looked down to see the white covers that usually covered me, were replaced by steaming black ashes, that was staining the white bed.

I burned another blanket, I thought, and tried to get up, only to receive a wave of nausea. I fell back down, breathing heavily, what happened? I wondered, trying to catch my breath. I remember being in the TARDIS. Mickey and the Doctor were there... Mickey was yelling at me and—Oh right! Mickey thought I was a alien. I got scared, and then I couldn't breathe.

I don't know why I couldn't breath, and it scares me. Was I dying or something? Did Mickey do something to me?

When the door creaked opened, I stiffened and put my thoughts on halt. I looked over to see the Doctor standing at the door with Rose, both of them looking at me curiously, and relaxed. I didn't need my heightened senses to tell that they smelt like burnt wood and something sharp and stinky.

I covered my nose, trying to stop the scent. "Hey kiddo, how ya doing?" Rose asked nicely, taking a step towards me, but I held my hand out to her.

"Don't!" I cried, making her stop in her steps, "Sorry. It's just that, you kinda stink..." Rose's face went a light red(again with the colors!) and she frowned at me, her happy demeanor vanishing.

"What's that suppos' to mean?!" She huffed.

"You smell weird, it hurts my nose," I told her, mumbling the last part, and rubbed my nose.