1-1 The Cell
River
I knew the Doctor wasn't dead but it still traumatised me. I hated spacesuits, I couldn't look upon them again. The judge found me guilty but I didn't care. I just needed to see him. For him to reassure me that everything was alright. The cell was lacklustre but I was allowed my belongings sans my vortex manipulator. When it came to have a shower I refused. The running water reminded me of Lake Silencio. Then they came.
They took to me to what looked like a torture chamber. That was blood on the walls and now I knew why the stormcage prisoners looked so haunted. The wardens took things into their own hands.
"You got off too lightly for killing that brilliant man Doctor Song and now you shall pay" the head warden said, malovently.