Run With Me (D.L)

Disappearance

Dallas seemed different when Demi stepped out of the TARDIS. It just didn't look right. It just wasn’t her Dallas, not the Dallas she had once known. But she couldn’t put her finger on why, on what was so eerily different. “Shall we?” The Doctor said. Demi nodded, walking towards her house. She knocked on the door, no longer having a key. It was now a normal occurrence, loosing things when running from monsters and aliens. The door swung open and Molly looked at her, eyes wide, shell shocked. “Have you heard of this great invention? It’s called a phone! You should use it to call me sometime!” Molly exclaimed, throwing her arms around Demi. “It hasn’t been that long. And I sent letters.” Demi replied, finding it difficult to breathe as Molly squeezed her tighter. Molly dragged Demi into the house. “Doctor! C’mon!” Demi called back to him. “In a minute. Something’s… not right.” The Doctor replied, shutting the door and walking back out into the street. Flicking his screwdriver out, he scanned his surroundings. “Oh dear.” He said to himself, looking at the screwdriver; the readings were off the chart. "That's never a good sign." The Doctor muttered, putting the screwdriver back inside his coat pocket. Looking at all the people suddenly milling around, he noticed their eyes changed from the normal blues, browns and greens of human eyes to the golden amber of… “Well, that’s definitely not good.” He heard a familiar scream come from the house. “Demi!” The Doctor yelled, as the people around him turned quite suddenly in hundreds of werewolf creatures. The Doctor burst into the house, spotting Demi cowering from one of the creatures. “Oh no you don’t!” He said, pointing his screwdriver at the creature. It remained standing tall and it even seemed to laugh. The Doctor locked eyes with Demi as a light surrounded her. “Doctor!” She screamed before disappearing, her voice echoing through the air.