Geronimo {Doctor Who Fanfic}

Chapter Eight

The... the stupid... stupid gas...

My head is foggy when I wake up from that stupid gas. I am in a forest, and it is dark. Am feel... younger. Then I realize I am younger! Maybe six or seven. Then it hits me. This was the time I had a fear of the Slender-man. I feel hot, because I am sweating bullets. My breathing quickens when I hear something snap behind me. I stay still, telling my self that if I don't look at him, he can't hurt me. But my temptation gets the best of me, and I slowly turn around.

There, standing in front of me,is my faceless, childhood nightmare.

He extends his tentacles at me. I squeeze my eyes shut, screaming and wait for it to be over. Then, I hear someone tell my to shut up.

I open my eyes quickly. I am in my school hallway, and everyone is looking at me. My face grows hot and I become sheepish. I feel a breeze, and I pull my hands up to my sleeves to pull the down. Which is when I discover I am not wearing a jacket. Or a shirt. Or pants. Or underwear. I let out a short, high-pitched scream, and try to find something to cover myself with. Of course, there is nothing. Everyone is laughing at me, and I shrink down to the ground. I suddenly wish Alex were here to save me, but this is before I met her.

I woke up in a blindingly white room.