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I don't know why, but the fact it is completely made up of threes amuses me immensely.

Anyway, before we get started on this chapter; I'd like to know how you all felt about the previous one. That ending was scary.

Poor sweet, adorable, Amelia. :'(

I'd also like to know if you find Amelia, 'Mary Sue-ish'. It's been bothering me. Another request is to tell me if I have The Doctor, in character. Well his character whenever he shows up that is; because I'd like to eventually add other P.O.V.'s.

Anyway, on with the show! *grabs 3-D glasses and a bucket of popcorn*

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"How did you get here ,hm? Are there others looking for me? How did you know where to find me? ANSWER ME!" The man shouted in my ear. I whimpered in fear of the loudness and the anger surrounding his words. He punched my face and I heard my cheekbone break. I could do nothing but sit in the wheelchair I was shackled to, as the ceiling lights mocked me with their bright glares.

We were in the morgue.

I was wheeled here after the mean man pricked me with a needle that made me fall asleep. This was where I woke up.

He punched the other side of my face so hard the wheelchair and I fell to the ground. He chuckled darkly when my whimpering turned to heavy sobbing. He flexed his hand a few times then kicked my fallen wheelchair. "You stupid bitch! Look what you did! Huh!? I said look!" He roughly pulled my head up by my hair and forced me to look at his hand. "You broke my hand with your stupid face!" He shoved me back down and waltzed out; grumbling something under his breath. After what seemed like a long time; the door squeaked open.

My sobbing grew louder when I heard footsteps coming my way.

Instead of hearing harsh words coming from the man, I heard a soft woman's voice and gentle hands bringing me back up from the ground. "Sweetheart, sweetheart shh,shh,shh it's okay. It's just me." She wrapped her arms around me and brought out bolt cutters. "Don't worry hun, I'm getting you outta here." Through my blurry eyes I saw a woman with only socks on. Ricki.

A snapping sound came from behind me and the chains went slack. Ricki held my face in her withered hands to see if I'm alright. What she saw made her gasp but not from seeing my broken cheekbone. What made her gasp was my skin and bones mending themselves back together. She looked in to my eyes, "what are you?"

Shaking her head out of her shock, she studies my face for a moment seeming to come to a conclusion. She grabs my hand and helps me up. We both shuffled out of the room while I leaned on her shoulder for support.

She stops for a moment at the door to look both ways. Loud footsteps come closer in our direction. Ricki quickens our pace and tries the handle for the door next to us. It is locked.

Ricki's eyes widen and she looks behind us to see if the man has arrived yet. When she sees he hasn't we go to the next door only to find that one locked aswell. We quickly turn the corner into the intersecting hallway just as the man turns onto the corridor we were previously.

Ricki rapidly pushes the up button for the elevator. When the doors slide open I'm puzzled to find a small room. What need is there for such a small room? Loud curses sound from behind us. Just as we step into the room, the man turns the corner and holds my gaze as the doors close.

I don't know how we are going to keep safe by staying in this room. He is just outside, he could press the button that opens the doors and-

Just then the doors slide open and reveal a different place. I know that doors always lead to a different place but it is supposed to be one place for each side of a door. Right now we should be right where we started.

Stuck in my shock I barely realize Ricki is trying to get me to move. Eventually I feel the pull on my hand and we start jogging through the crowd in the food court. I don't even realize I don't need to support myself to stay upright anymore.

People give me odd looks because I'm wearing a hospital gown that leaves a draft at my back. Some start speaking into devices and rush towards us.

Ricki makes us run even faster and we go through the doors that lead outside. She holds up a clicky thing; it makes a beeping sound and another sound comes from nearby.

She rushes to the left side of the thing that made the second sound and opens a door. After she pushes me in she closes the door and runs around to the other side and opens that door. She starts the machine and backs out; almost hitting one of the men who followed us.

This room is even smaller AND it moves. So the smaller the room the more transportable it is?

Just at the end of the parking lot the car stalls.

Two fists bang on the window of my door. The mean man is back.

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I'm gonna stop there.

Muhahahahahahahahahaha.

Don't forget to review to tell me how evil I am.

Also I'm sorry it is so short but it's 3 am and I'm exhausted. I probably will merge the next chapter with this one. :)