Chapter 8: The Never Ending Halls

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Asyria has been wandering around the halls for centuries now. And all because of damn Lucifer rising. Again! As she turned a corner, she groaned as she hit a dead end yet again.

Is a normal day too much to ask for?! Well, apparently NOT since I'm in a haunted house with my best friends, who are probably in danger right now!!!

"If you lot are in here, I swear to God I'm gonna kill you!!!", Asyria yelled. With no reply and the sound of her voice fading into echos, she gave a loud sigh and continued to wander around the endless walkways.

"Man, I'd give anything for a dalek or something in here. I'm so damn bored.". After she relized what she said, she chuckled, "Great. I sound like Sherlock now. Hilarious.". As she continued to walk further into the maze, a green cluster of smoke slowly began to form and follow her unnoticed. When she turned another corner she found a black door slightly ajar.

Hesitantly, she pushed the door to
find another white room much like the one she was held prisoner. But it was much larger. She walked inside and began to search the room. As she continued to examine the room, the green smoke disappeared as the door closed and vanished, leaving Asyria trapped inside. When Asyria went to the center of the room, there was an envelope with a wax seal with the initials JM in the center.

"What?!" Asyria yelled as she picked up the letter and broke the seal. she unfolded the letter and opened it.

To Asyria Desira,
Don't even think about trying to escape. I assume you won't since your friends are still here, but just in case. You won't be able to run forever. Your secret will be known to them in time. You won't be able to protect them forever. Remember, you are a dream-reaper, not a human. All you are is a monster. A freak who hides in the dark. The monster under their beds. We won't hesitate to use your secret against you.
Ta,
Jim Moriarty
The Master
Lucifer

"Damn it!" Asyria yelled, crumpling up the letter and throwing it to the other side of the room. That's the last straw! I'm at my limit! Suddenly, all of the lights tuned off and left Asyria in the dark.

"Son of a-! Things can't possibly be worse!" Asyria screamed, feeling stressed and greatly annoyed. Before she can take back what she said, green smoke lit up the room and showed itself to Asyria.

"It has been a while Asyria. Has it not?", the green smoke asked. Asyria's body stiffened and refused to move. She could recognize that voice anywhere. Then again, she always could.

"Hey House. Last time I saw you, you were being destroyed by the T.A.R.D.I.S. That should have permanently damaged you. Destroyed you even! How are you back?!", "Well let's just say that I have been reborn. But much stronger than before I can assure you.".

Asyria scoffed and said, "Funny! Thanks for "assuring" me, because last time you were alive, you killed a thousand time lords!". House simply laughed and said, "And your little Doctor killed them all. He is blood-soaked don't deny it. Many lives were destroyed at his hand.".

Asyria clenched her teeth and tightened her fists, resisting the urge to cuss out at House. The Doctor was a savior of worlds, galaxies, universes even. Not a murdurer.

"Oh and I highly suggest you start running now. Before I begin the First Trial. Run along.".

*Shoop*

And without a second thought, Asyria ran for the exit. And wih that, the war began.
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"God damn it! Another dead end?! When will this be over?!". After five dead ends and an endless amount of winding hallways, they haven't found a single person dead or alive. Yet.

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