Chapter 2

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The Ood is gone when we come back out, and the icy terrain doesn't seem as beautiful as it did before. In fact, it is actually unwelcoming and terrifying now. I stay close to the Doctor, scared that something is going to come and get me from the shadows. We keep walking so the angels and the Silence don't get us. I keep my marker clutched in my fist, constantly checking my arms for tallies. Do far, I haven't seen any Silence, apparently.

The Doctor pauses in our walk, bending down to see something in the snow. I stay next to him, waiting for him to explain. Suddenly, a slimy hand is thrust over my mouth. I am dragged away from the clueless Doctor, my muffled screams not reaching his turned back. The Ood continues to take me away as I struggle for my life, squirming and kicking and screaming into his hand. The Doctor is far away now, but he is close enough where I can see his expression when he turns around, and hear him desperately calling my name. He is running towards me, but I know he will never make it, I'm to far for him. I give up struggling and begin to cry, watching the Doctors shadow disappear into the distance.

The Ood takes me to a cell and locks me up, whilst telling me to wait for the angels or the silence to come. Since I can move around in my cell block, I open my marker and slowly look around. Then I scream.

A creature with skin drawn tightly around its face, no mouth and strange eyes moves towards me from the corner of the room. I don't understand how im didn't notice this thing before. It's hideous. It must be a silence, so I draw a tally on my forearm. I back into the corner opposite of the silence, and watch as it comes closer. I turn around to try to escape..... And... Why was I escaping? I laugh at myself, realizing that I was probably trying to find a place to rest in the cell, and that's why I was moving around.

I turn back around to look for a comfier spot to lay down.... And scream again. How did I not remember before? Because now I remember clearly that this is the second time I have seen a Silence. And apparently I forgot. Terrified, I slowly draw another tally on my arm.

"P-please, what- what do you want ?" I cry, not taking my teary eyes off of it.

"We need you, as live bait. The doctor needs motivation to tell us him true name. Your death is motivation enough." The silence looks towards the ceiling. I look at my other arm and gasp. Over 50 tally marks trail up to my shoulder. Slowly, I look up to the ceiling. Hundreds of them hang upside down above me.

Panicking, a blood-curdling scream forces it's way out of my throat as I drop to my knees, still looking at them. They all swoop down on me as I cover my head, crying into my marked up arms. The last thing I see before I back out is the silence surrounding me with there long arms outstretched menacingly.

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