Author's Note: This is the first chapter of Through the Dark. The idea came to me while I was listening to dark sad instrumental music.
I hope you like it. :) Reviews are appreciated.
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Through the Dark
Chapter 1 (Intro): Footsteps
Clara started regaining her consciousness. She was lying on her back and wanted to move – except she couldn't. Her muscles didn't obey her. She heard footsteps - light footsteps. Someone was walking around her. 'Help me' was on the tip of her tongue, but her lips refused to let it out. The sound of the steps slowly ceased. She was frightened of what was going to happen. Somebody's fingers touched the tips of hers, which sent a shiver through her body. She was completely stupefied and almost couldn't feel it. She thought… She hoped that the person would help her. Nothing happened. Nothing – only fingers of a foreigner touched hers. She was at the mercy of someone she couldn't even see. The only thing she knew was that it wasn't the Doctor. He would not walk around her like this, play with her… Her blocked ears caught a fading sound – it sounded like a hum. She couldn't understand the words, but she could swear that the last word sounded like her name. Footsteps again – receding. Then there was silence.
She remained lying there for a couple of minutes. Despite being afraid she tried to open her eyes, – her eyelids were so heavy. She tried again. Her sight was blurry – her eyes saw dark shadows that resembled lines – thick and lean lines. She blinked, but it didn't help much. She started to be desperate. She rolled over on her belly and she supported herself with her hands. An ache embraced her head immediately. She got on her knees and her pupils finally managed to focus on her surroundings.
She was in a forest at the darkest of nights. It was full moon and everything was illuminated. Her scared eyes saw the haunting shadows of the dead trees which had no leaves. They were tall and the tips of their long branches were swinging in the breeze – threatening her. She looked at the moon and knew right away she was not on Earth – the celestial object in the sky she was looking at was so much bigger than the natural satellite of her home planet. Clara had no idea where she was or where to go. She was alone, cold and her numb body didn't allow her much fast movement and this place gave her the creeps. How did she get here? Her last memory was of being together with the Doctor in the TARDIS. Where was he now? Her fear was quickly joined with the worries about her Time Lord she could not live without. She'd tried it once – it did not work. Never again could she live without him. She could not remember how she got into the forest, but some part inside her knew that he was there too.
She got up and looked around. Everything looked the same – the same trees hiding in the dark, surrounded by a light fog. The ground was damp and knobbly. She was grateful for the big 'moon' of which the light fought its way through the branches of the trees. She tried to walk - limped at first, but after a few steps it got better. He was on her mind and she could feel the lump in her throat. Hoping she would find him safe and sound, she wandered through that haunting, foggy forest at night.