Ten, Rose, and an angel

Rose, the doctor, and an angel

Just relaxing with Rose was amazing. We never got to do this, and finally we were strolling through Central Park with not a care in the world, just talking about normal things. I wanted to ask Rose if she would travel with me forever, but every time I tried I got nervous. That's not possible though, I never got nervous, just a simple trick of the mind, but I knew it wasn't true. Rose was one of the only people to actually make me nervous around them. "Rose can I ask you something?". No answer.

"Rose?".

Maybe she was avoiding me. All of a sudden Central Park seemed to be enveloped in a blanket with no sound with in, or coming from outside. The hairs on my neck were standing up, and I became aware of the ever growing silence. I felt a drip of water on my neck that trickled under my shirt and along my spine. Looking up I gathered that it wasn't raining and became aware of a presence behind me. Slowly turning around, I found myself facing a statue.

This wasn't any statue though, it was a weeping angel. It was facing me fangs bared, claws up, and ready to attack, or simply just ready to send me back in time. There was something odd about this weeping angel though, water was pouring out of its mouth, along it's body and there was no source other than from the angel it self. I tried to trace the source of the water back to somewhere, but all it said was some frozen place on mars. I froze, it couldn't be THAT frozen place on mars, could it? Just for good measure I took two steps back. The sun was setting quickly, which was not a good sign, but before I decided what to do I noticed something that was even worse. The statue had two shadows. I had to find Rose, and fast.