"We are going to the best place, one I've wanted to visit since started!"

He waited for my reaction; he always wanted to please us, even if we died as a result of it. I smiled and walked around to the other side, now staring at him while grabbing my coat. "Oh, come on!" he said, insulted by my silence, "Aren't you even a bit curious? Where are we going to go? What are we goi-" He went silent as the familiar blue haze in the box went red. He stared at the light's hue not paying any attention to me.

I had fallen to the metal ground and when he finally looked my way I was out of sight. He panicked a little, "Amy?" He yelled while coming around to check on me.

"Doctor," I mumbled, my head aching.

"Are you okay?" He asked, helping me up.

I rubbed my eyes and opened them, "I- I can't see! Doctor?!" I was screaming now, even though he was right in front of me holding my shoulder.

He was quiet. Quiet never meant anything good. "Amy, your eyes," he cupped his hand to my cheek, and I shook my head.

"What?"

"They are pure black."