So, as I mentioned in the summary, I wrote this ages ago, but didn't type it up, so its got nothing to do with 'The Bells of Saint John'.
Moffat likes to hack my brain and steal my ideas.
Hello?
Hello, I'm the Doctor.
Doctor? Doctor who? Have you come to help me?
Maybe, why? Do you need help?
I… I don't know where I am… I'm all alone… I'm scared…
Don't be scared – everything's going to be alright. What's your name?
Bella. Bella Lovette.
Okay Bella, how old are you?
Ten.
Alright, listen to me Bella; everything's going to be okay. I'm going to help you. Can you tell me where you are?
It's dark… I… I can't see… I don't know… I'm all alone…
No, Bella, you're not alone; I'm here, remember? I'm still here.
Why can I… why can I hear you in my head? The others are gone, but you're still here…
Telepathic radiowave. Your brain reached out to the strongest signal it could find – mine. That's why – hang on a minute, did you say 'others'? What do you mean?
There were others, before; other voices, so many voices, shouting in my head. I yelled at them to go away, to be quiet, but they wouldn't listen… I kept yelling and screaming at them to stop, to leave me alone, until finally they did.
…What?
The voices. All of a sudden, they stopped, and it was quiet. Then, everything went dark… and I was alone… I was alone for so long… but then I heard your voice, Doctor. After so long, you were there. Please, Doctor, I don't want to be alone anymore. Please help me…
What was it like before the dark? Where were you before the voices went away?
It was white. Before the dark, everything was white and warm and clear… and there were flashes of blue; bright, beautiful, dazzling blue… now it's so dark and cold…
…What year was it?
Wh…What?
Before the dark. What year was it?
…Nineteen-fifteen… twenty-thirty… no… thirty-forty-two… it was thirty-forty-two.
Are you sure?
Yes… I'm sure…
What planet were you on?
Mess… no, it was Juda… quel… Ear – no, Kazec… Fue… no, La… Labana… it was Labana.
Bella, I'm sorry… I am so, so sorry.
What? Why? What's wrong?
Labana was the planet that developed the Psychic News Network, yes? Everyone on the planet had their minds linked to a single, hyper-sensitive computer system, located at the planet's core, right?
I… I don't know…
On November the fourth, thirty-forty-two, the computer overloaded, destroying the planer.
Why… why are you telling me this… I don't understand…
I'm sorry Bella, I really am, but… you're what's left of that computer system…
I… I don't… no, that's… that's not true… I'm not…
Yes you are, Bella. You couldn't handle all those voices screaming in your head, and your system overloaded. It's not your fault, Bella, okay? It's not your fault.
I only… I only wanted them to be quiet… I didn't mean to… to… I'm sorry.
It's okay, Bella.
I don't want to be alone anymore…
You won't be Bella. The explosion was big enough to rip a small hole in space and time, big enough to reach out to me, but it's closing now…
What… what am I?
An echo – an echo of a little girl's personality that your system happened to pick up in those last moments. But it's okay, you're fading now. You won't be alone anymore.
It's so dark here, Doctor… I'm so tired… I'm so scared…
You don't have to be scared anymore, Bella. Go to sleep; the dark will go away now.
I'm… I'm sorry, Doctor.
It's okay, Bella – go to sleep.
So, what did you think? Leave a review?
If you like, maybe I can start a series of little Doctor adventure ficlets...?
Anyway, let me know what you think.
Ciao for now,
LoopyLou away!