Merry screams from inside the pyramid.
"Merry! Merry, hold on! We'll be there soon. Doctor? Seer?" Clara asks.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh, hello" the Doctor says.
"Hello, what?"
"The sonic locked on to the acoustic tumblers."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning we get to do this" I say, the door rises. The Doctor and I seem to be pushing it via our sonic screwdrivers. We stand underneath it to hold it open.
"Hello there. I'm the Doctor, she's the Seer, and you've met Clara. She was supposed to be having a nice day out. Still, it's early yet. Are you coming, then? Did we mention that the door is immensely heavy?" the Doctor says.
"Leave. You'll wake him" Merry says.
"Really quite extraordinarily heavy" I say, the tow are pushed to their knees.
"Clara?" the Doctor says" Clara enters the Pyramid.
"Old God, never wake from slumber."
"Merry, we need to leave," Clara says.
"No. Go away."
"Not without you."
"You said I wouldn't get it wrong and then I got it wrong. And now this has happened. Look what happened!"
"You didn't get it wrong."
"How do you know? You don't know anything. You have to go! Go now, or he'll eat us all."
"Well, he's ugly. But you know, to be honest, I don't think he looks big enough" Clara says.
"Not our meat, our souls" Merry touches her temples and purple energy sticks Clara to the Mummy's glass box, with her back to the occupant "he doesn't want you. He wants me. If you don't leave, he'll eat you all up too."
"Yes, and you don't want that, do you? You want us to walk out of this really quite astonishingly heavy door and never come back" the Doctor says.
"Yes."
"I see. Right. Clara's right. Absolutely never going to happen" I say, the Doctor and I roll out from underneath the door, and grab our sonic screwdrivers before the door slams down upon us.
"Did you just lock us in with the soul-eating monster?" Clara asks.
"Yep" I say.
"And is there actually a way to get out?"
"What? Before it eats our souls?" the Doctor asks.
"Ideally, yes."
"Possibly. Probably. There usually seems to be" the Doctor replies.
"Seer, Doctor, why is he still singing?" Clara asks.
"Old God, rest your weary, holy head."
"He's trying to sing the Old God back to sleep" I say.
"But that's not going to happen. He's waking up, mate. He's coming, ready or not. You want to run" the Doctor says, the Chorister stops chanting "that's it, then? Song's over?"
"The song is over. My name is Chorister Asbethix, and the Long Song ended with me" the Chorister touches a button on a bracelet, and he disappears.
"That's it, then. Song's over" the Doctor points his sonic at the Mummy and it roars "ah ha! Look at that."
"You've woken him!" Merry says.
"It's awake? What's it doing?" Clara asks.
"Oh, you know. Having a nice stretch" I say, the Mummy is hammering on the glass trying to break out "no, we didn't wake him. And you didn't wake him, either. He's waking because it's his time to wake and feed. On you, apparently. On your stories."
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Fanfiction(UNDER EDITING) What happens when the Doctor's wife travels with him through time and space. Seer: a person who is supposed to be able, through supernatural insight, to see what the future holds. Oc reader
