Title: Screaming to an empty room.
Author: JForward
Summary: The Doctor and Rose discover all is not right on a distant planet. People are disappearing off the street and when the Doctor is taken, is all hope lost? Rubbish summary.
I do not own Doctor Who or Rose Tyler. No profit is made from this work and all that stuff.
Prologue: Hidden in the darkness.
It was dark. So dark. Always had been. For as long as he had remembered anyway. Always in the dark, in the coldness. No contact with anyone else. Just himself, in the cold and the dark, listening to the distant echoing screams. A chute dropped food and water. Bread and water. He moved mechanically, using the toilet in the dark, eating and drinking and never making a sound. His dreams were his lifeline. In the day, he would sit on the cold floor, metal bars digging into his back, blank eyes staring at the metal wall.
He would hear the sharp clip of heels occasionally, and soon after, agonised screams. But he would escape when night came, when the distant lights dimmed, and he could close his eyes and escape the antiseptic smells of the cell, the pain of the icy bars digging into his back. In his dreams he would be running free through a park as young boy, or being pushed on his swings by his faceless parents. Memories were all he had, memories of before he was taken and thrown in this cell, before the darkness.
He would escape into the beauty of his dreams, taste fresh air in his lungs, hear his own happy cries. Now he made no sound. He had no contact, saw no light. He had nothing, since he had been hidden. Hidden in the darkness.
A/N: Sorry it's really short, I know, new chapter soon!