In which, a 32 year old woman from Torchwood stumbles across a time traveling alien with a blue box, and decides that nothing else matters more than the thrill of near death.
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Lilly Tyler is used to aliens, and death, and eve...
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"I sent it to it's room...this is it's room." The Doctor and I spun around, Jack and Rose looking over our shoulders. The child was standing by the tape machine. Just our luck to meet a homicidal child with a creepy gas-mask.
"Are you my mummy?" He cocked his head to the side, considering my sister. "Mummy?"
"Doctor..." Rose whispered.
"Okay...on my signal....make for the door. How!" Jack abruptly produced a banana and pointed threateningly at the child. Um...what? The Doctor grinned and took Jack's sonic blaster, making a square hole in the wall.
"Go! Now! Don't drop the banana!" The Time Lord demanded, ushering us through the giant hole.
"Why not?!"
"Good source of potassium!" The Doctor remarked while closing the gap in the wall behind us.
"Digital rewind." My friend tossed the banana back to its owner. "Nice switch."
"It's from the Groves of Villengard. I thought it was appropriate."
"There's really a banana grove in the heart of Villengard and you did that?"
"Bananas are good." Came the reply as the little boy thumped on the wall, cracking it slightly.
"Doctor!" My sister panicked.
"Come on!" We all rushed to another corridor, only to encounter all the patients bursting out of their ward calling, 'mummy'. The four of us hastily backtracked, but we found the gas mask people coming from that direction too. We found ourselves back at the point where we started, the child still trying to break through the wall...and succeeding. "It's keeping us here so it can get at us."
Jack started to point the blaster at each direction in term. I quickly got my gun out of my bag, not certain whether it would work, but it had to be worth a shot. "It's controlling them?" He inquired.
"It's them. It's every living thing in this hospital." I came to a horrid conclusion.
"Okay. This can function as a sonic blaster, sonic cannon, can a triple-enfolded sonic disrupter. Lil's got an ICER - nice, by the way. Doc, what you got?"
