Chapter 2

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Lime green slime dripping from his dark green body, I then realize that it was blood on the tile. Mr. Roth, my high school math teacher, is a monster that eats students.

"Come here, Miss Emma."

"No!" I scream. "I won't let you eat me!" Where did this sudden burst of confidence come from? I was cowering in fear a second ago.

I look around. The only weapon I have is my fists. I swing them towards him, only to get them stuck in his gooey flesh. His yellow eyes overwhelm me. I feel very faint all of the sudden, and my eyes are fluttering but I'm fighting to keep them open. Are there poisoned toxins in his body?

Then a man I've never seen before bursts in the room. With that, I feel more awake.

"Hello, darling." He says to me like we know each other.

"Hi?" I say, confused.

The strange man looks at the monster, and the monster looks at him. And I just sit there, with my fist inside of a monster.

"Hello?" I yell towards the man. "I'm kind of being eaten here?"

"Oh right!" He says, smiling. "I'm the Doctor, by the way."

My eyes widen. Is this a trick? I stand there, stunned. 'The Doctor' grabs one of the good vases and splashes Mr.Roth/monster. He instantly melts into a pile of green.

Heavily breathing, I ask "What was that?"

"A toogra, I think. They only die with water, and their bodies are filled with poisons that kill human beings so that they can eat them."

So I almost died.

"So, are you really the Doctor?" I ask, my jeans covered in green goo.

"Yes! Why, have you heard of me?"

"Yeah, they made a TV sh-" I stop. "I mean, yeah, yeah I have. I can't believe it's you..."

How is this even possible? I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming. The Doctor can't exist! Then again, monsters, or 'toogra' don't exist either. Maybe I was dreaming that, too. My heart is beating a mile a minute, and I have goosebumps.

"Are you okay?" The doctor asks me.

I laugh. I think I'm crazy. "Oh, I'm fine! So are you like the fourteenth doctor?" I ask.

"Huh?" He gives me a confused look.

"Oops. Never mind."

"Okay!" He says, like I'm not crazy. "Well I better get going..."

"Wait!" I yell. "Can I come with you?" I ask before I even think about it.

He smiles. "Come on."

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