Heres chapter two, the action will happen shortly! Please review, let me know what you think...
"Hey Leanne," Katy said into her phone. "Sorry it took so long to call you back."
"It's cool Kat," her friend replied, as loud as ever, Katy smiled slightly. "You went to the graveyard again didn't you?" she didn't answer her friend's question. "Its not healthy Kat, its time you moved on."
"I don't think I can come out tonight," she blurted. She cringed as she said it, that wasn't the way she wanted to tell her friend.
"Katy, you need to move on," Leanne repeated. "You were a different person before it happened."
"I know, I know, I'm just not ready to move on." Katy replied, walking towards the High Street again. She watched all the passers by, watching them all smile and joke, genuinely enjoying their time shopping. She wished she could feel that without the extra guilt that came with it. The guilt was more than just a survivor's guilt. It was stronger than it as well.
"Just call me later, if you change your mind." Katy nodded, then realised her friend couldn't see it. She agreed and hung up. Her thoughts drifted back to the man in the graveyard. The Doctor as he called himself. She knew he was in a lot of pain, and she wanted to help him, to get lost in someone else's problems, but she doubted she would ever see him again; after all he was clearly slightly unstable.
The Doctor had watched her retreating form before walking slowly back to his Tardis. He had gotten a weird feeling in the graveyard, but he couldn't figure out what it was, or if he was imagining it. It had been nice talking to someone about his feelings. Martha hadn't understood, there was only a slight amount of sympathy there. Donna was lost in her own problems for the most part, rightly so. He decided to hang around for a bit, to try to figure out why he got a weird feeling from the graveyard. It was more than just his personal loss, wasn't it?
He reached the Tardis door and unlocked it. He went inside, going straight over to the consol, flipping a few switches as he did. This usually soothed him, but not this time. He glanced around the Tardis; it was so quiet in there. No companion to lighten his mood, no one to stop. He sighed and went back outside. May as well explore. He took time studying the graveyard, after all that's where he felt the slight trembles in the ground. But after an extensive search he couldn't pinpoint the source. He sighed and walked down the path towards a car park then on into the town.
She didn't want to go home, it was just her and her dad their now. Her mum and older brother were back in the graveyard; her younger brother was in a psychiatric unit an hour away. Her friend was right though, before the war she'd been carefree, independent and a warm hearted person. Now she was a shell of that person, she distanced herself from people. She didn't want the heartbreak of losing anyone else. It was melodramatic; she knew, her dad constantly told her to just hold her head up. No one seemed to get it, except that strange man in the graveyard. The Doctor. He seemed to know what she meant. She found herself back in the town centre, and decided to just wonder around. Areas of the town were rebuilt after it had been damaged by the fighting. The papers always focused on London and the other major cities, they forgot about the towns and villages that were damaged. Everywhere was affected. She carried on walking aimlessly, smiling at a few of the faces she knew. She walked passed the shop she worked at; she'd only left it an hour before, her pace increased so as not to be seen by her work colleagues.
She turned another corner and stopped short as she heard what seemed to be a girls scream, she ran in the direction she thought it came from, hoping it was just another annoying teenager messing around.
She rounded a corner and gasped in surprise, she had been right, it was a teenager, but she wasn't messing around. The girl, who seemed younger than Katy had her back against the wall as a group of tall black shadows cornered her. Oh my god, Katy thought, what the hell can I do? The 'shadows' seemed to be at least 8' tall, they looked at solid as a normal person in Katy's eyes, they were shaped like a normal person as well, all that was really different was the fact that they were pure opaque shadow. She walked towards the group, all sense of her own safety forgotten for the moment.
"Ha' ya got a light?" she asked, putting on the extreme Norfolk accent found in the town. She had somehow managed to grow up with only a hint of the accent. The girl just stared at her like she was crazy. Katy still had no clear idea what she was doing; she was just trying to get the other girl safe. "Oh come on, one of ya has to ha' a light?" Katy kept her face as neutral as possible as the shadow men turned to face her, though it was impossible to tell exactly where they were looking. She arched her brow in question and nodded at the girl, still trying to get her out of there. The girl smiled faintly and ran in the opposite direction. The shadows noticed this and growled in unison. Katy gulped and began to walk backwards as they started to close in on her. Who's going to save me? She asked herself.