Emily walked down the corridor, annoyed, wiping a slowly emerging tear from her right eye with the side of her left hand.
She went directly to the deserted console room, not stopping until she reached the exit door, intent on going back to her dorm room, downing a large measure of vodka and passing out for the rest of the evening.
Emily placed her hand on the gold handle to her right to open the door, finding it not moving.
"Fuck's sake!" she shouted loudly. "All I want to do is get to fuck out of this," she said, trailing off, "fucking place." She kicked the door hard with her right foot. "Let me out! Let me out you fucking bitch!" She looked up to the ceiling, rattling the door violently.
Emily turned around and made her way to the central console. She began stabbing at random buttons with her right index finger, hoping to find a way out, getting increasingly more frustrated as there appeared to be nothing happening other than the occasional bleep.
"Just," she said, twisting a dial, "fucking," she flipped a switch, "let me out!" She hit one of the video screens hard enough to leave a fault on the image and crack the glass. "Shit," she gasped before smiling a little, continuing her assault on the levers and buttons in front of her.
Something caught Emily's eye in the corridor she had emerged from, as if a figure had quickly darted past. Hurried footsteps echoed into the distance.
"Clara?" Emily called out as she moved away from the console. "Clara? Is that you?"
The corridor remained empty, still and silent as it had been.
"Hello?" Emily called out, carefully walking down the small ramp. "Doctor?" she offered to the surroundings. "Are you there? Can you let me out? I'm trying to storm off because Clara is pissing me the fuck off but I can't get the door-"
A loud clatter out of Emily's line of sight interrupted her speech. She shifted herself to the corner covering the entrance to the corridor, placing her back to the wall. Emily edged forward to take a glance down the walkway. It was empty.
"Jen? Sarah?" Emily said quietly. "Will! I am not in the mood for any of your fucking shit you guys." Emily turned right into the deserted corridor. "Fuck's sake!"
A light began flickering fifty metres down the wire strewn passage, stopping as she managed to focus her eyes on the location.
Emily rubbed her eyes, tired, drunk and annoyed. "What the fuck is going on?" she announced to the ceiling, turning around to go back to the console room.
The light began flickering again, this time more noticeably, causing Emily to return her eyes to further down the deserted corridor. She turned away from the lights twice to realise it was definitely not a coincidence.
"Fuck's sake," Emily muttered under her breath, going along with the signal, putting her hands into the front pocket of her jeans as she navigated through the gaps in the wires on the floor. "This fucking place," she paced forward, "why do I always find the fucked up fucking weird ones with the weird fucking friends?"
Appearing in the distance was a ladder that led up to the ceiling, resting next to a substantial reel of cables. She vaguely remembered The Doctor mentioning something about the first floor when they had been having breakfast.
Emily exhaled loudly, annoyed. She approached the stack of wires, looking at a leather jacket thrown casually on the top. "Hang on," Emily paused, picking up the coat as she realised she recognised it. "This is..." she trailed off, her eyes automatically moving upwards. "Clara? Are you there?"
At the top of the ladder it was pitch black through the hole in the ceiling. A small flash of light appeared above, as if a photo had been taken.
"Really?" Emily groaned under her breath. It was clear she was being directed to go up the ladder. She inspected the surroundings a few times before cautiously climbing up. "I didn't sign up for the Crystal fucking Maze when I drunkenly broke in here," she muttered.
Emily screwed up her face as she saw a damp tunnel spread out in front of her as she hopped off the ladder at the top.
"Clara?" Emily called out quietly. "Doctor? Where the fuck are you?" She took in a deep breath and began to pace down into the dark tunnel, a feint red light coming from around a corner in the distance. Her footsteps echoed on the wet cave-like walls.
After a short distance Emily found herself in a larger space, dripping wet red tentacles hanging from every surface. She saw a large red figure move somewhere to her right and instinctively took cover behind the nearest corner.
"Eurgh," Emily said as her skin touched the jelly-like substance covering the walls. "What the fuck-"
A large creature approached from the left making squelching noises. It was covered in red suckers and disappeared between the tentacles.
"Err..." Emily said to herself, immediately turning around to leave, "no." She began walking when a long shadow was cast on the floor, causing her to abandon her plan. "Shit," she breathed, "shit!" going backwards into the main space, spinning around trying to find another way out, but instead noticing a small pillar she could hide behind on her right. She held her breath.
The creature squelched heavily past, not noticing her. She exhaled in relief, glancing down at the floor to see a set of large boot sized footprints in the greasy surface, next to the tracks of smaller shoes both leading towards a passageway further along. She took a quick glance around to ensure she wasn't being watched and followed the trail.
Emily came to a small area surrounded by several large red oval shapes covered in suckers, each with a frosted circular window on the front. The footprints stopped outside one of the shapes in the far side, she followed them, hoping it would be useful. She stood on tiptoes to peer inside and gasped after realising what it contained.
