ULTIMATE Doctor Who Book of Randomness (COMPLETED)

Series 7 Episode 9: Hide (Part 3)

P.O.V: Clara Oswald

We entered the music room, complete with instruments of all sorts, including a harp and a grand piano. "Ah, the music room. The heart of the house. Do you feel anything?" The Doctor asked, strumming a string on the harp.

"No." I lied. There was an eerie feeling all around me.

The Doctor chuckled. "Your pants are so on fire." I heard the sonic screwdriver make a little stuttering noise. It must be picking up something. I shivered.

"Do you feel like you're being watched?" I asked, lowering my voice and wrapping my arms around myself.

The Doctor paused. "What does being watched feel like? Is it that funny tickly feeling on the back of your neck?"

I chuckled a bit. "That's the chap."

"Then yes, a bit. Well, quite a big bit." I could almost feel the grimace come over his face.

I heard wood creaking.

"I think she's here." I whispered. I saw the Doctor exhale, and a visible puff came from his mouth.

"Cold spot. Spooky. Cold. Warm. Cold. Warm. Cold. Warm. Cold. Warm. Cold." He repeated, drawing a circle of cold with chalk around the cold area.

I shivered again, and couldn't take it anymore. "Doctor? Doctor!" I called to him.

"What?" He responded. He seemed far more calm than I did.

"I'm not happy." I stated.

"No." Again, I could almost feel the sly smile creeping up on his face. The candlelight wasn't illuminating his face. He left the room in a rush.

"Hey!" I cried, running after him. I stepped inside the circle, and the paper graph registered something. Steam arose from the edges of the circle.

"What was that?" I asked, fear quivering throughout my body. A door slammed, and the candles were blown out.

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P.O.V: Emma Grayling

"Does it seem colder?" Palmer asked, setting down his drink. I looked at the thermometer, it was dropping towards zero. Ice began forming at the windows.

"She's coming."

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P.O.V: Clara Oswald

We were at the top of the stairs now. "Okay, what is that?" I asked, my voice a little higher than usual.

The Doctor hesitated before speaking. "It's a very loud noise. It's a very loud, very angry noise."

I held back a groan. "What's making it?"

"I don't know. Are you making it?" I sighed, but I more scared than annoyed.

I paused. "Doctor?"

"Yes?" He responded coolly.

"I may be a teeny, tiny bit terrified." I shivered again, stepping closer to the Doctor and glancing behind me.

"Yes?" He responded again in the same tone.

I chuckled a bit. "But I'm still a grown-up." I felt the cool touch of a hand closing around mine.

"Mainly, yes, and?"

"There's no need to actually hold my hand." I waited for him to drop it, but he didn't

"Clara."

"Yeah?"

"I'm not holding your hand." The realization shot through me like a bullet from a gun. In unison, we looked behind us, screamed, and ran down the stairs.

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P.O.V: Emma Grayling

A concave black figure had appeared in front of us, gyrating in mid-air.

"Has this happened before?" The Doctor asked. They had joined us in the main room after taking a look through the rest of the house.

"Never." Palmer replied, his face grim, yet peaked with curiosity.

"Camera. Camera!" The Doctor demanded. He grabbed the camera and took a few pictures. Glass cracks. Something materialized in front of me, but no one else seemed to notice. I was seeing a strange sight, a lone figure in the woods.

"Doctor?" I heard Clara say, but it soon all faded as it was only me and the vision.

"Help me!" I heard, and collapsed into someone's arms.

"Doctor." I heard Clara say again. We all looked at the wall, where the two words I'd heard were frozen into the wall. They soon evaporated, and the black concave figure vanished.

A bit later, Clara and I were sitting together in the living room. I took a sip of whiskey. A bitter, horrid taste filled my mouth and I set down the cup quickly.

"Urgh. I'd rather have a nice cup of tea." I said, looking at Clara.

"Me too. Whisky is the eleventh most disgusting thing ever invented." She said, and we laughed.