In case you were wondering, I changed the rating and the category on this story mainly because I don't know where this is going and I don't want to get in trouble. Any questions about anything? If so, feel free to pm me.

The Doctor

Besides the blood on the wall, there was no evidence of any signs of struggle or even anybody being there in the first place. He looked at the Rory and Amy, who just stared at his blood covered fingertips. Taking out an old handkerchief from the depths of his pocket, the Doctor cleaned off his fingers and took the torch from Rory. He lit up the wall with the weak penlight, studying the blood splatter pattern.

It didn't make sense. The blood wasn't human, nor was it of any creature of the Milky Way galaxy. And the way it laid on the stone wasn't right either. It was almost as if the stones were bleeding...

Wherever they had been transported to, it was not of human technology and probably somewhere out of their galaxy.

The Doctor was trying to figure out possibly where they were and how to get back when pain erupted from behind his eyes. He rubbed his eyes with his clean hand, trying to make it go away. He groaned and looked up at Rory, who was saying something to River and Amy.

The headache never went away, but it calmed to a dull ache that echoed inside his head, making everything blurred and confused. He couldn't describe the feeling exactly, but the closest he could come was feeling like a lake or some sort of water with a stone thrown in. There were ripples in his mind and things just stopped making sense.

The Ponds

"Rory? What's wrong with him?" Amy asked as the Doctor was muttering something and holding his head with his hands.

"I'm think he has a concussion." Rory said, repeating himself from early. He took his tiny torch from the Doctor and flashed it in the Time Lord's eyes. The Doctor shrunk away from the light and tried to knock Rory's hand away as he said something rudely in Gallifreyan.

"Yeah, probably." River said as she exclaimed the blood herself. "This blood isn't human..."

"Whose blood is it?" Amy asked.

"I don't know, but I don't think that it's from any creature from Earth." River said reassuringly to Amy, who looked on the verge of freaking out. The Doctor looked up at her give her a look that said everything is going to be okay.

"Well, no-" Rory was cut off by giggling. It echoed through the halls and everybody looked frantically around.

"Rory? What was that?" Amy asked as she clung nervously to Rory's arm.

"It sounded almost like a little girl..." Rory trailed off while he was looking around and trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. The stone corridors made it impossible. The Doctor, one hand still resting on his temple, raised his sonic and turned it on. He swung it around and looked at it with a frustrated look.

Sighing loudly, the Doctor turned off the sonic and placed it back into his pocket. He turned to the Ponds and River and threw his arms up in a I-don't-know gesture.

"It seems that there isn't any signal to trace." River said, playing translator.

"What does that mean?" Rory asked.

"It means that we are basically at a dead end." River said. After a few quiet seconds she opened her mouth to add something else, but another round of giggling cut her off.

"That was definitely closer." Rory said when the giggle stopped. Then it started again, even closer and louder.

"Doctor?" Amy asked. The Doctor looked at her, worried lines sketched on his face. He said something and pulled his screwdriver back out. He held in in his right hand straight out into the air, ready to turn it on at a moment's notice.

River took in a deep breath and pulled out her gun, pointing it in the opposite direction as the Doctor. Together, they created a barrier between the Ponds and the dark hallways.

The giggle happened again, but towards the end it slowed from a child's playful laughter to something dark and more sinister. Suddenly in the middle of the hallway on the side the Doctor was defending, a shape popped out of nowhere and both the Doctor and Amy yelped, Rory and River only taking in a gasp of air.

The shaped moved towards them until they could see what the shape made out.

It was a little girl.

"Wanna play a game?" She said slowly.

And that is it! Sorry to make you wait so long with a cliffhanger, but I'm probably going to do again.

You know you can't hate me.

By the way, I am so not a doctor, so I don't know anything about concussions. I have had one before, but I don't really remember what I felt like (Got hit by a car) so I am just going off of what I read off the internet. If I get something wrong, please don't hark at me. Tell me nicely. While I have never had someone hark at me before on this site, I rather it stayed that way.

I hate harkers.