Ties Between Freedom and Love

✦35✦ - Bad Wolf

Chapter Thirty-Five
Bad Wolf

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"What's happening?!"

The Doctor fell out of a spinning cupboard and landed flat on his face. "Oh, my God!" a girl's voice cried. He barely had time to lift his head before said girl was running over to him. She had blonde hair tied in two pigtails and a white, leather jacket on. "I don't believe it! Why did they put you in there? They never said you were coming." The Doctor was slow to stand up and she took his arm helping him.

"What happened? I was. . ." he groaned, feeling dizzy and disorientated.

"Careful, now," she said. "Ooh, mind yourself," he fell to the floor again, headfirst. "That's the transmat, it scrambles your head. I was sick for days," she told the Doctor, helping him up again. "Alright?" He nodded and smiled, grateful for the help. "So, what's your name, then, sweetheart?"

He blinked trying to get his single vision back. "The Doctor, I think. I was. . . I don't know what happened," he admitted, looking at her.

"You got chosen," she answered.

"Chosen for what?"

"You're a housemate! You're in the house. Isn't that brilliant?" she laughed happily.

"That's not fair, we've got eviction in five minutes!" a voice groaned and the Doctor looked to the side to see a man scowling at him. "I've been here for all nine weeks, I've followed the rules, I haven't had a single warning, then he comes swanning in!"

"If they keep changing the rules, I'm gonna protest, I am," the girl next to the man reassured. She had dark skin and a bright pink top on. "You watch me. I'm going to paint the walls."

The Doctor glanced around, too confused and disorientated to say anything. "Would the Doctor please come to the Diary Room?" a mechanical voice from the ceiling asked. A buzzing sound came from the left of him and he spun around, seeing an eye lock sat on the wall next to a strange-looking door.

The Doctor walked over to it before pushing it open and stepping into a dark room with nothing but a comfy and plushy red chair sat in the middle of it, and a TV screen in front of it. He sat down, mostly because he had a feeling if he didn't he was going to faceplant again.

"You are live on Channel 44,000. Please do not swear."

The Doctor's eyes widened. "You have got to be kidding."

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Emma woke up in a dark room a faint spotlight covering her as she sat up and squinted her eyes open at the light. "What happened?"

"It's alright," she saw a dark-skinned man crouching down beside her. "It's the transmat, it does your head in. You get a bit of amnesia."

"I'm fine," Emma reassured him as she glanced around.

"Alright, love," he softly chuckled. "What's your name, then?"

She looked at him, blinking rapidly as she tried to think about what happened. "Emma. But where's the Doctor?"

"Just remember," the man told her. "Do what the android says. Don't provoke it. The android's word is law."

"What are you talking about?" Emma asked. "What android? Like a robot?"

"Positions, everyone. Thank you!" a voice called in the dark.

"Come on, hurry up," the man said taking her hands and helping her up. "Steady, steady."