Rose… Rose wake up…
She groaned as the world swam into view to the familiar face of the Doctor inspecting her with his glasses on, she had to admit they made him look exceedingly sexy. Sunlight shone through the leaves of the eucalyptus trees as he moved back and made the Doctor's messy brown hair glow at the tips.
A frown perched on his face, "Rose, where exactly are we?"
She numbly reached up with her right hand and stroked the back of his head, just to make sure, "Australian bush."
"What are we doing in the middle of the Australian bush?" he questioned, looking round with keen brown eyes.
"We crashed here," she murmured, still waking up.
"Ah, is that how you broke your arm?"
She peered down at her arm at this remark and found it tied roughly in a bandage.
"Yeah, it feels better-"
"I numbed it with the Sonic Screwdriver."
Pushing herself up, she scrunched up her nose at her body odour.
"I could use a nice warm shower. How are you feeling Doctor?"
"Me? I'm fine, I'm always fine," he quoted jumping up and wandering round the closest trees, "weird..."
"You hit your head," she said, trying to untangle her hair which had developed into some nasty knots.
"Ah, that would explain the short-term memory loss... and the head-ache." He said, still inspecting the trees carefully.
"What are you doing?" Rose asked, trying to ignore her stomach rumbling.
"These trees have writing on them, alien writing, from a race that should have died... oooh four billion years ago? Someone's been messing with time, Rose." He stated, running his hand through his hair.
"What do they say?"
"Elloquin, that's their leader, time is running out before our fate is sealed. Please escape without me. I would go a thousand years of torture to save our people."
He moved to another, "Monsters! Run now, run away. Go."
"What are they? I've never seen such a thing before." He said, reading another.
"I don't want to die here Father. I'm scared."
"Last words," Rose gulped, "but... how are they written on the trees?"
"I don't know," he said darkly.
"Is it the same person writing them?"
He ignored her and continued to look at the trees with a suddenly shocked face.
"Rose, I think we should run."
"Why?"
"Rose, look above you."
She did and felt cold dread set in.
Rose, listen to him. Run! Run as fast as you can! It wants to take everything, leave your bones in the dust with all the others and trap you for a thousand years of torture.
Author's Note: Muhahahaaaaa, I'll post more soon!
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