Hello, this is the little opener to a fic that I've been playing around with in my head. Tell me what you think! J'adore reviews! :)
It all began with the moving shadows. At first, I saw them in my dreams, lurking around corners of empty rooms; shadowy beings that I could neither see nor observe moving.
Then I began seeing them while I was awake. No matter where I would go, I would find one following me, always disappearing before it could touch me. At first, I thought I was just seeing things, but not too long ago I realized that maybe these things were real.
It was in the middle of the night, and I had been dozing on the couch when I saw something on the couch across from me. It was a pale, ghostly human-looking creature with long, dark hair and its legs crossed, watching me sleep. It slowly evaporated as I drifted off; assuring me that it was the moonlight reflecting on the folds of a blanket. When I woke up, that sofa was bare, showing no logical solution to how that ghostly figured appeared there.
My life is slowly turning into an episode of Doctor Who! I had thought at the time.
Actually, I wasn't too far off the mark.
My name is Elaina Moore, and I am here to tell you that The Doctor is quite real, and there are such horrible things as Weeping Angels and Vashta Nerada, which are possibly watching you right now as you read these words; just waiting to come in for the kill. For me and for you.
This is my story. Hopefully, it won't be my last.
