A/N: One more chapter 'till finale! Aughh I am so excited. A dark poem for you bloodthirsty ones out there. Highly requested, you guys absolutely shattered my inbox – so here's a little tribute to one of the Doctor's greatest enemies. And for the first time I used unrelated songspiration to help me write: Kanye West, God – I Am A God
"Do they think that walls can hide you,
even when I'm at your window?
I am in the dark beside you,
buried sweetly in your yellow hair."
'Anthony Hope', Sweeney Todd – The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
The Great Intelligence
Stop trying to run away,
I'll be here every time you
Turn around
Don't turn around, dear.
I'll slit your throat and
Steal your guts
Sell them for black pride
And eat your heart out.
Stop trying to run away,
I've got you now,
Pinned you down,
You are mine to destroy.
I am the downfall of the Doctor.
I am the man who makes your nightmares
So carefully, constructing them lovingly.
STOP RUNNING FROM ME.
YOU ARE NOT GOING TO ESCAPE
MY IRON GRASP.
NO ONE IS GOING TO HEAR YOU SCREAM.
STOP RUNNING FROM ME.
Go on then, make it fun for me.
Draw out your time
Before I draw out your blood.
Don't turn around, dear.
I'm waiting for you
Behind that cobweb-covered door in your house
You knew as a kid.
I'm waiting for you,
Don't turn around.
I'm going to inflict pain upon you
Every way,
Every minute of every day.
But you turned around.
Boo.