Warily the doctor eyed the door, which was beckoning to him from across the room. Something was behind that door, something bad, and something that he must save in order to save Amy, which was being crushed with every breath she took. He had to save her, but by opening that one door he was committed to saving his, her or it's life.
Amy was getting suspicious, the doctor never goes silent for more than 30 seconds, and he hadn't spoken for a good 5 minutes. She couldn't see what he was up to, but whatever it was, she didn't like it. There was definitely something he was not telling her.
"What's going on doctor? Really?" she asked.
"Nothing," said the doctor, bluntly dismissing the question.
"You're a rubbish liar, you know" Amy argued.
"Seriously, I'm just finding a simple way of getting you out of there, and currently, you're not helping by arguing"
"Doctor, I'm not a child, and I'm most certainly not stupid," Amy hissed
"Now tell me, what really are you doing?"
"You have to trust me on this, pond," the doctor stated, preoccupied with planning
"I am doing what's best for you, and for us"
After a short pause, Amy retorted not being able to bare not knowing
"For Pete's sake, just tell me what you've found" Amy sighed
The doctor fell silent for a minute more, before telling her the truth.
"I've found a letter," the doctor confessed
"It's from someone called jigsaw, the person who put us in here, the person who was watching us through the camera."
"Why would he write you a letter?" Amy inquired.
"The letter has a key inside, and it says there is something waiting for me in the room behind you. "
"Then don't go, if you're so worried about it, it's not like you have to" she told him
"But the thing is pond, he says if I don't go and save what's in there⦠he will kill you." He said in the nicest way he could.
Amy froze, some how managing to get even paler than she was before.
She couldn't find any words worth saying; all she could do is bite her lip.
Feeling guilty, regretting that he had told her in the first place.
He could tell that she really needed a hug, but he couldn't, fearing that if he dared touch her delicate for she would get even closer to death.
"Amelia Jessica pond, do you remember when we were in the forest, with the angels" he said. Amy responded with a solemn nod.
"you had to walk through the forest, with both of you're eyes closed, I told you to do something, and now its more important than ever, tell me, what did I tell you to do?" he calmly whispered
"trust," she replied " you told me to trust you"
"you know, than I'd rather die, than see you get hurt," he said "that's why I'm going to go and face whatever's inside, and just call my name, and I will be there before you even know it, I've got to go pond, I really have, but I will honour my promise to you no matter what."
The doctor took one last glance at Amy, then put the key in the lock and opened the door. He closed the door as quietly as he could. Immediately spotting a tape player on the floor in the middle of the room, waiting for him. He scuttled forward, eyeing the shadows to see if something moved. Cautiously he lifted up the tape played and pressed play.
"Hello again, doctor, doctor who?
You have travelled to the darkest of places, experienced complete and utter horror, but you don't bat an eyelid. You came here to save Amelia, and I promise you, the process of her untimely death has been halted, at least for now. Now turn around."
The doctor pressed the pause button, and turned around. Resting in the corner of the room, shrouded in shadows, was the one thing the doctor wasn't expecting. Currently the only part of it visible, was an eyestalk, limp and lifeless, the rest was cloaked in darkness. Gradually the light grew to an unearthly brightness, shining light on the weak, dying dalek.
The doctor pressed play again, demanding answers.
This robot was found by the FBI, approximately 4 years ago, after the aptly named, doomsday happened. Among the dead, he was discovered. Immediately he was transported to the USA for testing, where it remained for the past 3 and a half years. By then, they thought it had died, and the tossed it in an incinerator in a garbage tip. Incidentally, that was where I was working at the time, and when I returned to work at 4 o'clock in the morning, and I heard it screaming the most excruciating screams, so loud and high pitched if it had been a tiny bit higher, it would have been completely out of any humans hearing range.
I found it, broken and burnt, and you're job, doctor, is to fix it. You see, when I took it home to have a look at it, I discovered, it had a living organism inside of it, mutated, but alive, it cannot feel any emotions, apart from hatred and pain.. I have wired it up to a heart monitor, where it is in a critical but stable condition. I have placed electrodes in it's brain, that I hoped if the current was at the right strength, would make it able to feel, but it failed. But I hope you can do the job for me. I have supplied you with an ammeter, and a set of cutting tools and surgical wire.
But I must warn you, if the dalek flat lines, for more than 10 seconds, the claws in Amy's feeble ribcage will be ripped open from the inside out. If you choose not to start the game, the forfeit will be Amy's immediate death. However, also in its brain you will find a key, which you will find useful. Do you save them both, or kill them both? You decide. Let the games begin."
The doctor, completely livid, threw the tape across the room, where it snapped with a loud crackle.
He located the camera in the corner of the room and said
"You have no idea what you've done, do you?" he whispered, being careful not to raise his voice.
"This one dalek could kill the whole population of New York by tomorrow morning, and would, if it had the chance"
"Why couldn't you just have left it to die?"
"This dalek was genetically engineered to fight, to kill and nothing else; it never was able to feel fear, or happiness or sadness, which was not its purpose. Couldn't you tell that from the laser shooter and plunger it has equipped? You are so lucky it hadn't murdered you already, if I was to make it better again, it would brake free, kill all of us in the building, go out on the street and shoot anyone on sight."
"I am not asking you to make it better, doctor, I am asking you to enable it to feel, and also you are forgetting your deal" a speaker echoes throughout the room
"You think this was a deal? You think I asked for me and my friends to take part in your sick little games?" he said, loosing his temper, he kicked the wall and then after a surge of horrible pain, and regretted it.
"Do you kill, or do you save? You choose"
Still infuriated the doctor went to talk to Amy. He shoved the door with his shoulder, and unfortunately the only thing he succeeded in doing was getting a ripe, purple bruise on his arm.
"Amy?" he roared banging the door, not even caring if he woke up the soundly sleeping dalek. There was no response, at first.
"pond, if you don't answer me right this second I will be forced to kick this door down, which I don't really fancy doing, as these are brand new shoes." He listened intently, her heard rustling noises, and then a slightly drowsy American voice responded
"Great, at last I've got some company" obviously preoccupied.
"What are you doing? Leave her alone" the doctor snarled
"Relax, I'm not laying a finger on your ginger girlfriend, she's probably just passed out from the chloroform. I'm just trying to get this goddamn collar off"
"Collar? What collar?"
"That A-hole jigsaw fitted me a razor collar, so now I have four razor blades stabbing into my neck"
"And you're not dead?"
"Do I sound like it? That was the third time I died this week, well, technically I am dead, so I can't die, so I guess you could say I'm immortal, kinky huh?"
"Harkness!"
"Yup, and who the hell are you?"
