Lunar lullaby pt.2

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I was in a prison. A beautiful prison but a prison none the less. I woke up here after I was put to sleep by the lunar lullaby. The prison that I was in looked like this: there was a green belt balcony and from that balcony I can see beautiful wildflowers. There is a ponderosa canopy. There is a ruby redwood tree with velvet climbing ivy. The dusk is a gorgeous blue. Suddenly instead of the usual hush I heard whispering and then I heard a loud "BANG!!" The bandit burst into the room. "Talk about bang bang enter the room." I said sarcastically even though I was glad to see her. "No time for jokes. We have to leave NOW!!!" She took my hand and we ran as fast as we could. I saw where the TARDIS was parked. We started running when suddenly the bandit got shot in the leg. I quickly picked her up and carried her into the TARDIS, witch was easy because she was small. I did not know what to do so I looked at the bandit's phone and saw something that said "medic" so I called it. A woman's voice said to meet her at the torchwood and gave me instructions on how to fly the TARDIS there. When we got there i Carried the sleeping bandit out the doors. A woman with brown hair was standing there. "I can take it from here she said. A man with brown hair and a devilish smile was also there he took the bandit and was able to carry her with one arm. With the hand on the other arm he squeezed one of my butt cheeks. I squirmed in discomfort. "JACK!" Said the woman with brown hair we entered a room and jack set the bandit down on a table. Him and the woman with brown hair started fixing up the bandit. I sat in a chair. Every so often I would her the woman with brown hair yell "JACK!" At one point a little girl walked over to me. "My name is bea." She said. We talked for a bit. Then jack came over handed the bandit to me and said "just let her sleep for a few hours and she will be fine." I carried her to the TARDIS.

Reality is a lovely place but I would not want to live there

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