Meet the neighbors
Hangman
The man was hanging from a tree, a vine around his neck. He was still breathing, just, but he becoming weaker, his legs jigging a little.
Doyle grabbed his legs, holding him up so the man could breath. He could still hear the girls cries, but only because of his not-so-human hearing. He wouldn't be able to keep this up long. He was too tired.
He heard crashing and yells coming from a slope nearby. The Doctor and the runaway had arrived.
"Cut him down!"
The runaway cut the vine, climbing up the tree, while the doctor helped Doyle hold up the hangman. When they got him on the ground, Doyle could see that his throat was badly bruised, and he was gasping like a landed fish, but he was alive. That was what mattered.
Question Time
Doyle sat on the ground panting. His lungs felt like they were on fire. His headache was going though, finally.
Then he heard a movement in front of him. He opened his eyes and groaned. The girl, the runaway from that vision, was standing in front of him, holding a knife very professionally.
She pointed it at him.
"Who are you?"
'Crap' he thought.