Thanks for all your reviews guys! I'm going to Barcelona tomorrow (Monday)...the city Barcelona, not the planet Barcelona...shame, I'd love to see the dogs with no noses. I'm going for five days so there won't be an update until about next saturday. Sorry!
Despairs Darkest Destiny
Chapter Eleven
The Doctor caught Rose before she fell and he knew what was happening – the final piece of the puzzle was falling into place. He slowly turned away from the gravestones and began to walk back towards the house, as the four dark stones disappeared behind him the Doctor slowly walked into the shadows that clung to the house, shivering as the sun was blocked out. He began to walk through the corridors of the mansion, dust settled everywhere as the Doctor disturbed it – it was as though it had been there forever. The Doctors footprints left a trail through the grime as he slowly walked up the stairs, above the stairs a portrait of a man stared down at the Doctor watching him accusingly as he entered the house. The Doctor entered another corridor, a thousand pairs of eyes watching him from the wall but the Doctor continued in his determined steps. The dark maple floor boards creaked under his feet and he could feel the coldness reverberating from the stone walls. The Doctor paused in front of a door, his fingers sinking into the dust as he turned the cold metal handle. The door slowly opened to revel a room, in the room lay a bed, a wardrobe and an antique dresser lined with photos that had been aged with time. The Doctor gently dropped Rose onto the bed, a sheet of dust flew up into the air and her hair draped over the bed. The Doctor moved to the window and looked out over the garden, the sun had slowly begun to set and he could just see the stone woman shining in the night as the moonlight slowly bled through the dark clouds. The Doctor lent his forehead against the tick glass and slowly breathed out, only he didn't see the sweaty, desperate palm print that appeared on the window – nor did her see the faint tremor run through Rose's body.
Rose held her palm to the window, an empty scream escaped her throat as she met Lewis's eyes. He watched her from the darkness and she could feel his rage, she watched as he talked to two of his friends. The men shouted back before throwing their bottles at the wall – their angry words floated up through the window
'But you promised us' one of them growled
'You said we could have her all night long' the other one yelled. Rose shivered as she realised they were talking about her, she glanced over her shoulder to see the chest of draws still pushed against the door – she shivered as she heard the angry men's' fists pounding on the door in her mind.
'Not my fault the little bitch blocked the door' Lewis snarled before staring back up at Rose 'but believe me – she's going to be taught a lesson tonight' he muttered as he turned away from the men and back towards the house
'You'll get your winnings – tonight' Lewis promised the men. Rose shivered as she watched the men disappear into the darkness – she knew they were waiting for their prize. She knew Lewis had promised them something, drank too much then gambled something that wasn't his to gamble – and Rose knew it was her. Rose looked back towards the door, she knew the barricade wouldn't hold against him, she also knew she needed to escape this house and go somewhere safe. Rose frantically ran towards the door as she heard footsteps on the back staircase, Rose shivered in her white night gown as she dragged the chest of draws away from the door, as she did a vase fell from the top and dived into the ground. The china smashed and littered the floor – Rose didn't care, she had to escape, she had to run – she knew what those men were going to do to her. Rose swung the door open and ran out of it ignoring the china which cut into her feet. She began to run along the corridor, the wind blowing in her hair that was escaping through a window. She left a trail of bloody footprints as she ran – but there was only one thing she could hear; Lewis's pounding feet behind her
'You can run but you can't hide' he taunted her as his stride became longer and more purposeful. Rose looked before her and all she could see was darkness, she could barely see the dark gleam of the maple staircase that loomed before her. Rose hugged the wall, her fingers digging into the wooden panelling as she prayed not to be seen, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest
'Either you come with me girl or I'll carry you and you won't walk out of here alive' Rose whimpered as his voice called down the corridor clinging to every shadow and strengthen in the darkness. She could hear him coming and turned to run back towards him, her plan was to dive into another room before he spotted her, but she didn't know how close he was nor did she see his hand reaching out to her throat. Rose screamed when her head slammed back against the wooden walls, she could feel inside her skull throbbing as she looked up into his eyes. His emerald eyes were almost black with rage and an unnatural excitement, she could feel one hand wrapped around her throat – she watched in horror as his other hand dug into his pocket. Rose could feel her blood pumping into her ears deafening her, she saw the gleam of the candle light on a silver cover that was now in Lewis's hand, he dropped the sheath onto the floor – the sound ringing in Roses ears. She could see the hilt of the knife – a silver snake crept up the blade, jewelled emeralds sat in its eye sockets, Lewis fingered the blade carefully before slowly raising it. Rose saw the promise in his eyes and knew this was her final moment, she raised her knee and kicked him in the stomach before turning to the staircase, she felt the cold metal of the locket that hung around her neck smashing against her skin. She reached the top of the stairs; she could feel the cold wood burning on her feet through the blood that was escaping her feet. She felt the cold metal of the blade swiping at her ankles, the next thing she felt was her feet giving way, it was as though she was flying through the air, she reached her hand out and wrapped it around Lewis's arm – he followed her through the air as they tumbled down the stairs. Rose felt the wood slamming into her back as she continued down – when she finally stopped she felt a burning in her stomach, Rose gasped and looked down, she could see the knife buried into her stomach up to the hilt – she had landed on it. Rose winced and looked around her, next to her Lewis lay, his head was twisted and blood ran from his open mouth, his lifeless eyes stared out at her. Rose swallowed heavily – her breathing slowed as she felt the wetness escaped from her wound. Rose closed her eyes and breathed heavily, her fingers were wrapped around the locket as she slowly slipped away. Everyone within the house was now dead.
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