Emma watched as the town funeral service removed Phil's body. Many of the patients were unfazed by the sight. As she watched, the Doctor was going through Phil's room.

"Dr. Agnes!" Emma beckoned him over to where she was standing, "Can I speak to you?"

"About?" He said in a flustered manner.

"Isn't it obvious?" Emma waved her hand over the crowd, "Unnecessary use of medication in all the wrong places."

"Excuse me?" Dr. Agnes fumed, "What are you, a girl with no experience in a place like this, going to tell me about running it?"

"Would you rather I went straight to- "

"Fine." Dr. Agnes scowled, "My office."

Emma sat with her back straight and her hands folded in her lap. She had changed into a black military dress and red stilettos.

"What did you want to say?" Dr. Agnes looked rough as he sat at his desk.

"Why are you lying about knowing who Emma Petrova is?" Emma glowered, "Was she that much of an inconvenience to you?"

"I'm not lying about anything." Sweat beads formed on his large forehead.

"One of your orderlies told me that she was here." Emma played.

"Who told you?" Dr. Agnes' voice rose to a yell, "You're not really a doctor, are you?"

"Look at me." Emma leaned forward on her knees, "I just want to help. Someone died, it's important that whatever-"

"It was a suicide!" he bellowed, "I want you gone."

"It was a suicide." She repeated slowly, "Has this ever happened before?"

"You're in an asylum, it's happened many times before."

"You must feel like such an accomplished therapist." Emma growled.

"I've done over my share of good deeds."

"You think that electroshock therapy is a good deed?" She stood up, "Have you ever had it happen to you?"

"It was the quickest method of treatment." He defended.

"A quick treatment is not to be used over a long period of time." Emma fought the urge to hit Dr. Agnes in the face.

"Don't tell me how to run my-"

"Ugh." Emma walked out of Dr. Agnes's office.

"How did it go?" Donna leaned on the wall beside the door.

"Horridly. Do you know if the Doctor found anything?"

"Nothing good." The Doctor walked out of a room by Dr. Agnes's office, "Emma, can you read this?" He held out a scrap of wall paper.

"I can try." Emma read the words on the paper that were scrawled with red ink "Kill the wicked? Where did you find this?"

"On the wall behind your bed." The Doctor ran a hand through his hair, "I don't know what this means…"

"Somebody wants to kill her." Donna said, "Isn't it obvious?"

"Well, yes. But, who?" His eye brows furrowed, "Donna, you wait here and watch him." The Doctor pointed to Dr. Agnes's door, "Emma and I will be in the TARDIS."

"Alright." Donna crossed her arms.

"The language in this book and the language on the wall are the same." The Doctor gave Emma the book that she got from her grandfather.

"There was another message. Um… I think it was 'Though I have followed you for ages, I will never kill you. Death is too good for you.' I think it is for me." Emma flipped through the pages of the book, "Most are just names, the way they died, and dates of birth and death."

Christina Elmont

1794-1812 TB

Adoette

1812-1857 Massacre of Kanpur

Leona Tunet

1857-1889 Yellow Fever

Jackson Carter

1889-1914 Battle of Mons

Maggie Mavis

1914-1915 Small Pox

Jefferson Pinus

1915-1933 Starvation

Mioshe Nowak

1933-1965 Typhus

Sara Marvin

1965-1983 Suicide

"What is this?" Emma looked down at the writing with tears brimming.

"I think that Dima, the person that you were tried as, has been hiding inside of people to escape whatever her people sent after her."

"Very good." Zedek appeared in the corner, "I've been waiting."

"Oh god, not again." Emma moaned.

"Listen, darling, Dima didn't kill me." Zedek explained, "I helped her jump from body to body."

"Why didn't she just find a permanent solution?" The Doctor asked, "And how did you get in the TARDIS?"

"I'm attached to Dima's soul and being in one place too long could've gotten her found. She chose people who had facial features like her own, both boys and girls." Zedek looked at Emma's paling face, "Are you alright?"

"I feel a bit faint…" Emma said before she fell to the ground.

Emma woke up on her bed in the TARDIS, with Zedek sitting at the foot of her bed.

"I thought you would take it better than that." He flexed his fingers, "Probably should have given it to you in smaller chunks of information. Sorry. It's just that you are the first human who's gotten this far."

"Why did Phil get murdered?" Emma tried to stand up but Zedek was faster than her and pushed her back on to her bed.

"He might have gotten in the way or seen what was hunting you."

"You're making it sound like it's her fault." The Doctor said from the corner of the room with an angry look on his face, "Which it isn't."

"If she hadn't shown up at the trial with you, the hunter never would've followed you back here. So, I guess it is your fault." Zedek sneered.

Writer's note: I would like to thank whoever put me in the community "All the best OC doctor who stories". I feel so honored that you like my story. I was also wondering if I should start to name my chapters?