"Oh my word. Would you look at that!" the Doctor exclaimed. "A new mystery."
"Never mind that, how do we get out of here!" cried Amy.
"Come inside the TARDIS. Quick, I need to give you both something." said the Doctor.
The Doctor ran inside but Amy and Rory stood there at the doors of the TARDIS marveling in curiosity. They started to tear up when they looked deeper into those blank, yellow eyes. The zombies got through a prison…, thought Amy. Amy turned her head and put it into Rory's arms. She wept along with Rory.
"Amy, Rory! Now!" the Doctor ordered. The two went inside to find the Doctor run up the stair case and go into the hall. The two stayed put. Minutes later the Doctor came back.
"I should really find another place to put my pet porcupine. Ow!" he yelped as he took a needle out from his hand. In his other hand he had a little space looking gun.
"W-what's the Doctor?" Amy asked.
"You don't remember? Maybe the feeling will jog your memory." He took Amy's hand and put the muzzle of the gun to Amy's hand. She made a little sound out of pain. He did the same to Rory.
"Recording device thingy majig from the Silence!" the Doctor said with a smile going from ear to ear. "Except, it's not a recording device; it's a medicine."
"Why do we need a medicine?" asked Rory.
"Because we all, err I mean you two, both had the disease but not anymore. It was an airborne virus." The Doctor said.
"Why don't you have it?" Any asked.
"I'm an alien. Well to you anyway. Point is, my biology is different than yours. So…ha! In your face." The Doctor said. "Love you though." He hugged them both. With a smile on his face he said, "Alrighty. What now? We wait I suppose."
"Wait for what?" Rory asked.
"Rescue. The TARDIS said there are more life signs. Well, besides these…zombies."
"These people are dead" said Rory.
"No they aren't. I don't know how but my timey-wimey gadgets never lie." Said the Doctor.
"Why can't we get out of here with the TARDIS?" Amy asked.
"You saw it yourself. Controls won't budge. She wants me here to fix this. Besides, you don't remember any of this happening and history books say this didn't happen. Someone wants to change history." The Doctor said.
The Doctor sat on the bed like a good little school child- hands in lap, big smile on his face. Amy and Rory looked at him curiously. They asked what they would do and the Doctor said wait. "…or talk." The Doctor said. They talked but it was hard hearing because of the zombies.
Carl was walking down the halls. His dad left for a mission and he wasn't that worried anymore about his dad. He was bored sitting with everyone else so he took a stroll. He was walking into another regiment of the prison. He saw some Walkers and he decided to clear them out. He thought he heard a scream coming from one of the cells. He readied his gun. He didn't hear anything. He kept walking though. Checking the cells he was ready to shoot anything whether it was people or Walkers.
"Hello? We mean no harm. Can you help us?" the Doctor said.
Carl reached their cell and quickly aimed the gun at Amy and fired.