"Here we are then! Wester Drumlins!" announced the Doctor, stepping out of the TARDIS with Yaz and gazing up at a crumbling, old estate house.

"I came back again" said the Doctor

"Doesn't look like much," agreed Yaz.

"Oi!. Besides, look at this place! Look at the history! Shame it's been left like this," she said sadly. "But anyway, yes. I tracked the shifts in the time flow to this location, this house always seems to draw some weird thing to it like a maganet. Now all we need to do is find it."

"What are we looking for?" asked Yaz.

"Not really sure. Something that doesn't belong or would stand out. Probably something with, I dunno, a angel statue, blinking lights and lots of buttons. Lemme know if you see any dinosaurs pop in and out of nowhere," she requested.

Yaz frowned. "Why would that happen?"

"Stranger things have," answered the Doctor as the two of them walked up to the house. "Right then, let's split up and look for clues! I'll check the basement. Yaz, have a poke about upstairs."

"Alright then, Freddy," remarked Yaz cheekily.

The Doctor stared at her. "You've been watching that? Without me?"

"Oh come on, let's get on with this," said Yaz impatiently. "This place gives me the creeps."

The Doctor made a 'hmm' noise and made for the basement door while Yaz set off upstairs, the old wood creaking beneath his feet. As the sounds of the other two faded away. There was something about this place that she found… unsettling. She couldn't really place her finger on what.

Yaz walked out onto the first floor landing. The walls were faded white, with paint and wallpaper peeling off in many places. Light shone down through a stained blue window. Ivy was creeping through the ceiling. Curiously, there was little dust in the air like one would expect from an old place as this. That meant that someone had to have been here if the air had been so disturbed.

Yaz gazed about, working out which possible doorway to investigate first. She picked one at random and set off inside. Most of them told the same story. Faded walls, crumbling brickwork, moth eaten furniture. Curiously, there was a statue at the window in one of the rooms. She mused as to what kind of people must have lived here that they thought that to be a good place for it. No sign of alien technology though.

Upon her return to the landing and on making her way to the staircase to the next floor, Yaz paused. There it was again. That feeling of something… not quite right. She looked around again. Nothing had changed and no one was there. She dismissed the feeling and ascended the next staircase.

There was a door at the top of this one. This in itself was curious too. For the other entrances, the doors were either non-existent or had fallen off their hinges. Perhaps, thought Yaz, this was whats he was looking for.

She tried to push or pull it open. It barely budged. She jiggled the handle a few times. It hardly moved. It wasn't that the lock was stiff, more that it felt firmly stuck in place and the door was so immovable it might as well be part of the wall.

"Hello?" Yaz knocked on the door three times. "Is there somebody in there?"

No reply of any kind came back. She didn't know why she expected one. Yaz was about to leave the door, look for something else or perhaps find a key to it.

Until she heard a knocking. Three times. The exact same way she had just done.

Yaz returned to the door urgently. She tapped out a rhythm of four and waited. A response came.

"Hello in there?" She called out. "Are you trapped?" No reply. Could they not speak? Recalling something she had read, Yaz got an idea. "If you can understand me, knock once for no or two for yes." A moment of silence. Then two knocks. "Ah, excellent! Now, are you trapped?"

Yes, came the reply.

"Are you hurt?" Another moment of silence, followed by two knocks. Almost reluctant. "Please, do not be afraid. My friend and I can help you. Now, is there a key or some way to open this room?" No. "Hmm… perhaps the Doctor can…"

Yaz trailed off when she heard the sound of rushing wind. She glanced back down the stairs. Was that a shadow that had moved across the landing just now or had something been blown in the breeze?

That feeling of unease returned to Yaz. Another question occurred to her.

"Whoever this is, tell me… is there danger here?" Nothing. "Please, tell me. We can help you, but you need to help us. Is it dangerous here?" For a while nothing. Then two knocks. A chill ran down Yaz's back. "I see. Can you tell me the nature of-?" She was cut off when the knocking resumed. Frantic, panicked. No rhythm. "What is it? What's wrong? Is there something…?"

Then, she happened to glance back down the stairs again. But this time, there was something else there too.

A statue stood at the stair's end. But it certainly wasn't there when he had first ascended. It depicted a human woman, with a nest of short strands of hair. A long dress flowed down to her feet. Two wings emerged from her back. An angel. Its face was set in a blank, emotionless expression, mouth parted as if to speak. Round, pupiless eyes gazed right at Yaz.

Yaz froze like a statue himself. How? How had she not noticed it before? Why had she not noticed?! She had fought them once before. And now, here was one of the Lonely Assassins come for her. Better known to the rest of the universe as the Weeping Angels.

Her mind was a blur. Her had to get away. But the Angel was blocking off her only means of escape. Perhaps if she kept her eyes on it, she might be able to squeeze past but that would mean getting up close.p.

"Doctor!" She called. "Where are you? Angels, Doctor, it's the Angels! They're the source of the displacement!"

Silence. Had the Angel already taken the Doctor? If they hadn't been expecting them, if they didn't know what it was… Yaz's fear heightened. She was alone.

Yaz inadvertently blinked. The Angel was now half way up, its arms and wings spread wide to prevent any chance of escape or getting past it. The door behind her was her only possible way out. Keeping her eyes fixed on the Angel, she felt blindly for the handle. She shook it with all he had, trying to force it to move.

"Please! Please, let me in!" She begged whoever was knocking back. "This creature will kill me if you don't!"

No knocking. No reply. Nothing. Desperate, she tried slamming her back into the door to no effect. She slipped on the stair, losing sight of it. Yaz whipped her head up in time to see a clawed talon inches from her face.

She had to keep looking at it. Keep looking at it. Yaz couldn't do it. The Angel was bearing down upon her, snarling as if in triumph. Her eyes were watering, she could feel them stinging. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

She blinked.