Alicia

I'm stuck. I'm locked away in a small room and sometimes I don't think I can make it.

The room is full of things to do and there is always something to be done but I still don't think I can make it.

Distractions don't always help.

I don't know what to do.

No one will let me out.

I can't get out.

I can't scream.

There's nothing satisfying to hit in here.

Why do people always say 'hit a pillow, it'll help'. It doesn't help. It doesn't even stay in one place!

I kicked a wall a couple of times and cracked it once.

I kicked a harder wall even more times and was forced to stop.

I might go outside and destroy a few things.

It's hard, withholding aggression.

But I will never harm another person. Ever.


Doctor

"An anomaly? What do you mean an anomaly is on the TARDIS?" Once again I'm talking to the TARDIS. "Where is it then? In the astronomy room, what's it doing in the astronomy room?"

I checked where Alicia was. In the astronomy room.

"Of course she is." I sighed. It's one of her favourite places. She likes looking at the stars. She says it calms her.


Alicia

There was a small white glow and then someone who looked human was kneeling on all fours in front of me. I say looked because I never know these days.

"Are you Alicia?" She says.

I say nothing, suspicious.

"Are you Alicia?" She says again.

"Yes." I say slowly.

"Oh good I've got the right person."

The person, who still hasn't introduced herself sat back, not on her knees but between them. I've seen children do it but she looks more my age.

She looks around happily.

"Nice place this isn't it."

"Excuse me but who are you?" I interrupt.

"Oh sorry, I'm Abigail Melody." She puts a hand out to shake. I do.

"How did you get on board? It should be impossible, I know this TARDIS inside out."

"I know you know. And I don't know."

I'm getting very confused.

"You're not making much sense." I say.

"Oh sorry, I tend to do that. I make sense in my head but it never seems to come out right. Does that ever happen to you?"

"Not really?"

She sighed. "Everyone says that. Why can everyone else make sense and I can't."

"I don't know?"

"It was a statement."

"Oh. Sorry."