The Girl of Colours (Book TWO)

Fall to Pieces

There was laughter around me, echoing and purple, the arrogant shade that I always associated with Tudor Royalty, before I screamed, the piercing white of my voice shattering everything in it's path, before the walls around me started to shrink, getting smaller and smaller.

"No! No, please, please, I, I can't, it's too small, it's too small, please!" I screamed, sending out shockwaves to try and push them back, but they just kept coming. And then the room was full of colour again, a lovely orange glow as I was back in the TARDIS. "W, what?"

And then dad ran in with a young girl, tattered and tear stained, coated in the same sort of grime and dirt I had been when I was living on the streets. "Now, Kimmy, this is the TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimensions In Space, it's my space and time ship."

The girl, Kimmy looked around in awe as dad started working on things around the console. "Oh, wow... B, but... Why me? Why are you taking me off the streets?"

"Because you're special." He replied with a bright smile, the smile he'd always given me when he'd first see me in the morning. "I had someone before, but she wasn't. Trust me, you're always going to have a home here, Kimmy. I'll never leave you."

No... No, no, no! This wasn't right, he wouldn't do that! "It isn't real. This isn't real. This is just a stupid dream." I told myself, running through the doors of the TARDIS, away from the terrifying scene in front of me, and into a corridor, and right out into Luke, and I clung to him, sobbing. 

"I'm here, I'm here, my Callie." He told me, his arms close around me as I cried. "What was it, what was your nightmare?"

Shaking my head, I tried to bring myself to speak again, my words getting trapped inside me again like they always did when I was around Luke. My emotions controlled everything I was, so it was ripping me apart to not be able to express them around him, not like I could when I sang, or when I composed. Music... I could sing the words... 

I took a slow breath, trying to listen to my crystal, to know the words as the gem turned a light blue, the colour of sorrow. "I saw my dad, and he'd replaced me, and the walls around me began to close in. What do we do?"

"I don't know." He admitted sadly, cupping my face lightly, stroking my long dark curls. "God, Callie, I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do. Where are we, can you feel anything, make the walls glow?"

That was a fairly good plan, so I pulled back, placing my hand on the wall, pressing sound in, trying to find the frequency of the phosphorescence, but it was like the  walls wanted to absorb it and just get darker. "I can't find anything." I sang softly, the words able to come out as long as I was singing. "What do we do now, do we run or look around?"

"Callie, umm... The Nightmare Man, we should still be able to talk to him, we came here, and he went into the real world. Scream, Callie, you know the colours of our world, his colours, try and get him to hear you. I'll shout too."

We took each others hands, before looking down the corridor. "Nightmare Man. Nightmare Man. Can you hear us?" I shouted, and matched my voice to his colours, trying hard to get Luke's to do the same.

There was a pause, before he laughed, and the walls of the nightmare laughed with him. "Oh, your mind is so strong, Luke, echoing across the dimensions. Your Callie's voice boosting your signal."

"Come back and face us." I demanded, my voice still like I was singing as I was trying to keep myself going. Don't break, Callie, just don't break...

The Nightmare Man pretended to consider this for a moment. "Hmm, no."

I growled to myself, feeling fury fill me, like the last time I was trapped outside of my dimension. "What's the matter? Are you scared?"