AN: Sorry for the short chapters, ya'll. It's harder to write long chapters when you haven't worked with the characters yet, plus the first draft of the story. Anyway, I'm glad ya'll are enjoying it! Please keep favoriting, following, and reviewing! That helps me keep going!

Yaz shook her head, trying to clear the dreadful ringing in her ears. What was that? What happened? One second, she'd be in the TARDIS with the others, and the next thing she knew there was a blinding light and sharp, staticky pop. She blinked, forcing her numb eyes to open. Ryan and Graham stood talking a few feet away, though their voices were muted. Graham saw her looking around and turned towards her.

"You alright, Yaz?" he asked.

"I think so," she said groggily. "Where are we?"

"That's just it," Ryan said. "We don't know."

Yaz looked around and suddenly realized she was sitting a big swivel chair in front of a massive desk. Grand portraits hung around the room, and a giant bald eagle was painted on the floor. Although there were three walls surrounding them, the fourth wall opened up into a well paved road. It was relatively dark outside, although the street was well-lit.

"Is this supposed to be...the White House?" she asked incredulously.

"Part of it," Ryan said.

"Where's the Doctor? And the TARDIS?" Yaz said, cautiously getting to her feet.

"No where that we can see," Graham said. "I tried calling her but all our mobiles are gone."

Yaz walked to the edge of the room and peered out. On the other side of the road, but not directly across from them, was another room. This one was a rocky temple-like structure, and the people had defined ridges on their foreheads and cheeks. They looked forlorn and didn't seem to notice Yaz.

"Hello," Yaz called.

The people turned to look at her lethargically. "Finally filled the earth exhibit," the man remarked dully. "I guess we'll finally have some company."

"Excuse me, but can you tell us where we are?" Yaz said, ignoring the word exhibit.

"Welcome to your new home," the woman said scornfully. "Don't worry, the tour guide will be along soon."

Ryan joined Yaz. "Is it just me or is there a weird humming noise?"

Yaz focused on the air around them and reached out a hand.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the man from the other room said. "It'll give you a nasty shock."

"Where are you from, exactly?" Ryan asked.

The man pointed to a sign that was placed right outside the temple. The sign read Members of the Akhaten Ring system. Ryan and Yaz looked at each other nervously.

"Our next exhibit is brand new!" A voice said to their left. "Three earthlings were collected just this morning, marking the proper beginning to the humanoid section of our tour!"

A group of young children, led by a few adults, came into view and gawked at the White House and its inhabitants. Ryan and Yaz retreated awkwardly back to the desk, where Graham had taken the President's chair.

"We're in a zoo," Yaz whispered quietly. "For humans."

"And it's field trip day," Ryan said, rolling his eyes.

"Seen in their natural habitat," the tour guide said in a silvery, ethereal tone, "the earthlings made it to the stars early in their development, but were violently aggressive to other alien species they encountered. This generic body type and structure is where we coined the term "humanoid," although they were not the first humanoids to reach the stars. In our next exhibit, we see the humanoid members from the Akhaten Ring System..."

"I can't believe this," Ryan muttered.

"I know," Graham said. His elbows were propped up on the desk, hands folded together, looking very serious.

"Gramps, you're not pretending to be the president are you?"

"I've never been to the Oval Office before. I figured since we're here, the Doc is MIA, I'm in charge so I might as well use the space we've been given!"

"It's fine, Ryan," Yaz said. "Look, that zoo keeper said we were in the humanoid section. The Doctor is considered humanoid, isn't she? So she must be close."

"I don't know, Time Lords are still pretty different," Graham said. "Two hearts, remember?"

Yaz went back to the edge of the exhibit and peered out. The school group had moved on out of sight, so they were safe from prying eyes, and she didn't see any security cameras, which was strange. The force field extended into the grass on either side of the road, though not far. She looked up and saw the domed, arching roof of the White House, and wondered if she could see better from there. She stood on a little side table and wrapped her arms around the wall.

"You can't escape, believe me, we've tried," the woman called out.

"I'm not trying to escape," Yaz said with effort. "I'm just trying to find our friend. She can help us. All of us."

She had managed to get about half way up when the ground suddenly shook violently, throwing her back to the floor.

"You alright?" Ryan asked, helping her to her feet.

"Yeah," Yaz grumbled, rubbing her leg. "Was that me that did that?"

The people from Akhaten had finally got up, looking alarmed. "I don't think so," the man said.

The ground shook again, and the hum from the force fields stopped. The people from Akhaten immediately jumped out of their exhibit.

"We're free! The force fields are down!" the woman cried joyfully. "This is it! This our chance!"

The two of them immediately ran up the road. Yaz was not as eager.

"Should we try it?" Ryan asked.

"I don't know. Maybe staying here will be safer," she said. "Something about this place feels really wrong. We don't know what's out there."

"Yeah, but the Doc might need us," Graham pointed out. "We can't just sit here and hope she'll come. What are you worried about? We've been to lots of strange planets before."

"He's right," Ryan said. "I say we go, and go while we have the chance."

Yaz nodded in agreement, although the premonition uneasiness didn't leave her. "Let's go, then," she said.

They stepped out carefully, looking around. The street ran through a thinly wooded area, but they could see grassy prairies behind the trees.

"Which way?" Ryan asked.

"If the Doctor is being kept with the humanoids, I say we follow the tour group," Yaz said. "She could be further down the road."

"Solid argument," Graham said, starting down the path.

The trio continued down the winding road, passing more monuments and exhibits along the way. All of them were empty, the inhabitants having already escaped. Suddenly they heard a scream ahead, and broke into a run. Rounding another corner, they saw several humanoids lying dead. The school group's leader had picked up the body of a slain child, and was ushering the others forward.

"Run children, it's the humans!" she screamed.

Yaz knelt down near one of the dying humans. Their throat had been viciously sliced by what looked like a serrated knife of some kind, though no weapon could be found. Realizing there was nothing she could do for him, she held his hand until he had died.

"They must have attacked the aliens," Ryan said, looking around at the carnage.

"How many creatures do you think are in this zoo?" Graham asked.

"I don't know," Yaz said, shaking her head. "There's no telling how far this extends."

"Well, all of them just got their freedom," Graham said. "So they're all going on a rampage."

Yaz nodded, feeling her uneasiness grow again. She wished she had her gun with her, or at least a taser. It was eerily silent in this district, though now they could hear chaos in the distance. "Stay alert."

They stole quietly up the street, the sounds of screams and chaos growing closer. As they rounded another corner, Yaz came face to face with a massive red creature with tentacles, blood dripping from it's mouth. She immediately screeched to a stop and turned in the opposite direction.

"Run!"