All I Ever Wanted

Dreams and Dangers

Sleeping gave me a lot of time to think. I closed my eyes and dreamed but I never really slept. My mind played through the earlier scenes. Seeing the Doctor, running, adrenaline. I could feel everything. I could feel the sea breeze on my face; the bullets, as they pushed through my skin. I could hear the pained cry of the Doctor, the grunts from the 'creature,' and I could hear the small voice inside me, it's urgent attempts to stop me from jumping. I felt myself crying in the dream and on the outside.
I pushed away all the events and tried to wake myself up. It was too difficult so I dreamt of the Doctor and his words to me. The quizzical look on his face when he looked at me. It felt like he was trying to study me; to figure out who I am. I hope he figures out who I am cause I would love to know. All this guessing is too much. I wanna know my purpose.
It was too much, I had to wake up. The tears and thoughts were overpowering me. Visions were coming and none of them made sense. An older gentleman with a friendly face. It looked so familiar. Then I woke up.
I forced my eyes open, and sat up. The quick change from horizontal to vertical gave me a headache, but that always happened when I woke up. Seeing the strange dreams and waking up to a headache. It could get annoying but by now I am sort of used to it.
I looked around the room to make sure the Doctor hadn't just been a dream. The same room I had fallen asleep in was there. The same beautiful walls and furniture. The only difference was a yellow note on the wardrobe and a bowl with fruit on the desk.
Slowly I got up and walked to the wardrobe and grabbed the note. It said,
'If you need anything just call. Help yourself to anything in the room.
Doctor'
I walked around the room and looked at everything. There was no way everything was real. This room was just too beautiful. When I touched the walls I felt glass. It made sense how the lights looked so realistic now. Everything was flawless. After looking at everything I walked back to the wardrobe and opened it. I found a bunch of clothes. They were too nice to be for me.
I picked out a simple white long sleeved shirt and a purple tunic-type shirt and some jeans and a pair of royal blue converse. I checked my hair in the mirror by the door. Everything looked great.
After I dressed and did my hair into a French braid, I sat on the edge of my bed and thought about whether I should leave the room. He hadn't said I couldn't leave and I wanted to explore the place. See how big it was. I decided that I should explore. If he didn't want me to explore he would have said so, and now I can try to find the Doctor. I took an apple and walked out into the hall.
It didn't look like I had remembered, like normal hospital halls. Now I saw a resemblance to the grid, the walkways above a theatre for stage hands to get around. I didn't let the change stop me. I continued to make my way from the room and I went down the hall and turn left. Then I made a bunch of random turns until I got bored. This place was huge! I wasn't able to find any other rooms or random doors. The halls seemed to go on forever.
Finding my way back was impossible. I tried to remember which ways I had turned but it was like the hallways had changed now. They looked the same but they didn't feel the same. I knew I was lost but refused to call for the Doctor because I didn't think he would find me.
I could hear tapping on the floor behind me but when I turned to look nothing was there. The tapping sound moved to the hall in front of me. When I looked it was gone. Another hallway came up on my side, or maybe it had been there and I wasn't paying attention. The tapping started again. The tapping continued on all sides but I couldn't see anything.
I started to flip out a little but stopped trying to look for the source and just listened to what it could be. It was a quiet tap. It multiplied and could be heard all around me, in every hall. At first it sounded like a person walking, but the sound changed to the sound of many people running.
"Run." I heard a voice calling me but I was to scared to move. "Did you hear me? Run." It was a woman, she was trying to help me but I didn't know which way to go.
"I can't," I yelled, "I don't know which way to go!"
"Run to the right." There was no hall on my right. But I chanced it and found a new hallway to my right and ran through it. "Good now run to the second left." I ran as she instructed for a long while before she stopped me. I had hit a dead end. I couldn't get away from the noise behind me. It was getting closer and I was scared.
"What is following me?" I was frantic to know what I could do to save myself. If there was a way.
"Doctor told me not to tell you about any creatures. He does not want to scare you." She was quiet and reluctant.
"Thanks for nothing lady. I hope you are watching as I die cause this is your fault!"
"Okay, I'll tell you." Finally she caved in. "It is what you may call a centipede. Only, it's bigger. It is like what you see on earth but a lot bigger." I hate centipedes. They creep me out in their original small form but I have no problem killing them.
"Well it shouldn't be hard to kill this one. I do it all the time. How big is it?
"Bigger than your thinking." That scared me even more. I could hear the creature coming closer and closer until it turned into the hall facing me. It was as tall as the hall and as wide too.
"Is it venomous?" The one thing about centipedes on earth is that some are venomous.
"Yes. It is. Sorry." That's all she could say? Oh my gosh, she led me to my death and all she can say is sorry? I was furiously frightened.
"If I get out of this you are so dead, lady!" The centipede charged at me. I squished against the wall as it swept past me and hit the wall behind me. It made a noise that I just cannot describe. It was awful. I climbed up the wall on to the ceiling and watched the centipede look for me.
'Call for the Doctor. He will help you. Just call for him.' I refused that idea at first, but when I fell from the ceiling and hit the floor I had second thoughts. I screamed and curled up on the ground so the centipede could go over me but it didn't. It stopped right in front of me and lowered its head. I stood up and ran to the wall knowing I couldn't escape this. There was no way I would be able to defeat this without a weapon.
I screamed again and faced the centipede. It began to charge and right as it was on me I yelled as loud as I could, "Doctor!" Then the centipede was gone. Behind the place where it had been stood the Doctor holding something with a blue light. He looked pissed.
I was trying to slow down my breathing but the shock was just settling in. He rushed to me, crumpled in the corner, trying not to cry. "Are you okay?" He held me close to him. Stroking my hair.
"Yea." I stopped to take a breathe and relax, then I continued, "Where did it come from?"
"Well, originally they come from the planet of Centeria and they come in all sizes. Many different
types too. The smaller and more venomous ones came to earth near the turn from the Ice Age, and... I mean, I "have no clue where it came from." He paused then let me go and paced around a bit, introducing a thought to himself, "In fact I don't know how it got in the Tardis to begin with."
"What did you say?" He was muttering to himself about random things. It was hard to tell what was going on.
"Hm? Oh! Oh, nothing. I was just thinking out loud."