Hey guys! Here's another one, 11th Doctor again, enjoy!
Aobh belongs to me (Pronounced Eve)
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Chapter 14. Cabin in the Woods
The floorboards were creaking under our feet. I could hear the trees rustling outside, but apart from that, it was quiet. Too quiet. But that was mainly because I wasn't speaking to him.
There he was, a haughty look on his face, sonic screwdriver lighting the room up in a sickly green glow. He was avoiding eye contact. So was I. Why was he so annoying? Maybe it was a brother thing. Who knows?
I suppose I better explain the situation a bit more. It wasn't complicated, he was just being a patronizing git, as per usual. We'd been walking through the woods for quite some, and the sun had nearly set between the trees. It was getting dark, and the air had quite a chill to it. I could see my breath misting in front of me, and my nose felt cold. The ground was rough underfoot, the trees thick, moss covering their roots. The forest itself was quiet. There were no animal noises, no birds singing the evening chorus, no mice scuttling through the bushes. Just silence. I suppose it was fairly creepy, but I seen worse, been through worse. It wasn't a big deal until he made it one.
"Oooh isn't this creepy!" He kept exclaiming, looking over his shoulder at me. The first few times, I had raised an eyebrow. After that I tried to ignore him.
Something moved in the bushes to my left. I stopped, looking over, but I couldn't see anything in the gloom. "What was that?"
The Doctor turned back, listening for a second and then kept going. "You're getting jumpy! Don't worry, we're perfectly safe!"
"I'm not worried," I scoffed, zipping my hoody up further. "Just alert,"
"Aobh, it's okay, you can tell me you know," He replied over his shoulder.
"Tell you what?" I asked, nonplussed.
"Well, you know!" He paused again, waiting for me to catch up. "If you're scared,"
I laughed at first. I thought he was joking about, but his face was fairly serious. "You...you're joking right? I'm not scared.
"Yes yes, I know, you're trying to be brave, but it's okay to admit it!" He looked fairly uncomfortable now, probably because I was glaring at him.
"I. Am. Not. Scared," I replied simply, and then stalked off through the trees. We didn't speak again until we found the cabin.
It was ramshackle and abandoned. There were cobwebs everywhere, dust covered everything, apart from a thick drag mark across the rotting wooden floor. There was an odd musty smell, mixed with something metallic that I couldn't quite place. An old rocking chair was groaning away on the front porch. I felt like I needed to hold my breath, and I didn't know why. Our footsteps seemed absurdly loud in the silence. And yet, there didn't seem to be anything of interest to see.
So there we there, me giving him the cold shoulder, when it happened. That was when the floor gave way.
We landed in the basement in a painful heap of limbs and shattered, rotting wood, groaning. I sat up, rubbing at a my head as I got my bearings. And then I was choking on a strangled cry as I tried to back up, knocking into the Doctor behind me. The basement was...like nothing I'd seen outside of a horror movie.
There was a chair in the centre of the room. Wooden, with great thick leather straps on the arm rests. It was stained like the rest of the room. It was stained with blood. It was all over the walls, across the thick see through sheets of plastic that hung from the ceiling, across the metal...implements that lay scattered on the desk and floor, covered in thick rust. The smell was disgusting, the metallic tang of blood, and I could feel the bile rising in my throat.
We scrambled to our feet, instinctively cowering together, backing up away from the chair, looking for an escape route. When the Doctor spoke, his voice shook slightly.
"Aobh...when I said we were perfectly safe...I may have been wrong," He admitted, eyes wide.
I reached my shaking hand out and grasp onto his.
"When I said I wasn't scared, I may have been wrong. So I guess we're even,"
He gave a faint smile, which I returned with my own shaky one. And then we both gulped. This was going to be an interesting one.
Random idea while watching a game show about creepy stuff :P
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