The Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 17

Emily's POV

When doctor came back and introduced us to the friends he was with while we were in our dream thingy. Their names were Rose Tyler Smith and John Smith (the copy of ten she married to). They seemed nice and all, but I could tell there was some tension between John and the doctor. I think Carl noticed too, and both of us knew that it had something to do with the lady Rose.

Carl and I, after a while of awkwardly sitting with everybody, were sent into the tardis to find some spare rooms where Rose and John could share since they were apparently traveling with us for a little. I trudge along the long, twisting halls to find a bedroom for them, as does Carl, not really knowing where we are going.

After a while we hopelessly come to a stop, completely lost. At first we had just guessed on where we were going, mostly when it came to two roads going different directions, left and right. Now, we look back in dismay, not knowing which twists and turns we could take to go back, utterly confused and alone.
Carl sighs heavily. "Well," He begins. "We're lost."
I laugh bitterly. "Thanks, Captain Obvious, but I realized." I say more rudely then I had intended too, but I don't apologize, just take in my options. Carl rolls his eyes with a small smile, then mimics how I look at my surroundings. A door lies not to far ahead, but a strange, bright hall with goo oozing from the walls is the only way to reach the door. The other hall in front of us, more to the left, is not an option I would pick immediately. It's really dark and has sullen shadows form on the wall morbidly, the light cascading them coming from a slight crack in the doorway; the door slowly creaks open a millimeter further, and the hall is just as sketchy as the first, if not then more.

"Let's split up. I go in one, you go in the other. Find anything at all dangerous or good, come back here. We will meet back in an hour if no troubles come by then." I say, my voice commanding and sure.
Carl's face says otherwise, and he looks worried.
"Okay then, I will set my watch to timer mode, and turn it on for an hour. Please do the same, and please, for my sake and yours, be safe." He pleads with a voice thick and cracking, like he is afraid he will lose me.

I hesitantly nod my head and set my watch in front of him, then prepare in front of the two halls, pulling out a knife I had concealed in my shoe, learning from my nightmare beforehand. Carl pretends not to be shocked by my weapon, and points to the dark hall.
"I got this one," He says with certainty. Nodding once more, I stand at the beginning of the light hall with slime, gazing down its long path. Carl puts his hand on my shoulder, and when I turn, he kisses me with passion. I kiss back, my only thought being how one of us might not ever come back from the doors. But that's all you could really think about when you travel with a madman in a box.

We break apart, love swimming in our eyes and weighing down our hearts. Don't forget your deal. I hear a bone-chilling voice in my head, familiar though I cannot recall ever hearing it. Something about what the voice says bugs me, and I feel guilty all of the sudden, like I need Carl to forgive me for something bad that I did. The problem is, I don't really know what I'm guilty for.

I can't meet Carl's eye, which bores into me questioningly. Wordlessly, I walk down my hall towards the ever-so-bright door. I think about what the voice said, knowing fairly well that it could be from my future, or perhaps from a memory blocked off by some alien force. I close the distance between the door and myself in merely at minute, and place my hand on the cold, brass doorknob.

I know I have to go through with this, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. This whole situation is weird, something really is off. I can't place my finger on what is so bad, though. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I open the door, taking a step in. When I open my eyes, I immediately freeze in a stunned silence.