"There was only one Angel on the ship I swear." River said, looking round the chamber. Every statue was turned to face them.
"The Aplans, how did they die out?" The Doctor said.
"No one knows." Father Octavian replied.
"We know now."
"They don't look like Angels. And they're not fast. You said they were fast." Amy said, her panic rising.
"Look at them. They're dying, losing their form. They must have been down here for centuries, starving," The Doctor said, continuing to run around the chamber, inspecting the statues. "Loosing their image and their image is their power."
"You said the Angels would feed off of the radiation," Aderyn said, the light from her torch quivered as her hand shook "Could the crash have been a rescue mission?"
"We're in the middle of an army and it's waking up." The Doctor said, irritation and anger barely concealed in his voice.
"We need to get out of here fast." River said.
Father Octavian reached for his communicator "Bob, Angelo, Christian, come in please. Any of you." the communicator crackled.
"It's Bob, sir. Sorry sir."
"Bob, are Angelo and Christian with you? All the statues are active, repeat all the statues are active."
"I know, sir," came the reply "Angelo and Christian are dead, sir. The statues killed them, sir."
The Doctor grabbed the communicator from Father Octavian, much to Octavian's annoyance "Bob, Sacred Bob, it's me, the Doctor. Where are you now?" The Doctor batted Father Octavian's hand away as he tried to grab the communicator back.
"I'm on my way up to you, sir. I'm homing in on your signal."
"Good, scared keeps you fast. Your friends Bob, what did the Angels do to them?"
"Snapped their necks, sir."
Father Octavian took advantage of the Doctor's shock at the response and snatched back the communicator. "Bob, did you check their data packs for vital signs? We may be able to initiate a rescue plan."
"Oh, don't be an idiot. That's not how the Angels kill you. They displace you in time. Unless they needed the bodies for something," the Doctor wrestled the communicator out of Father Octavian's grasp "Bob, keep running. But tell me, how did you escape?"
"I didn't, sir. The Angel killed me too. Snapped my neck, sir. Wasn't as painless as I expected, but it was pretty quick, so that was something."
That had not been the response any of them expected. A terrified hush fell upon them and Father Octavian stopped trying to get possession of the communicator.
"If you're dead how can I be talking to you?" the Doctor said slowly.
"You're not talking to me, sir. The Angel has no voice. It stripped my cerebral cortex from my body and re-animated a version of my consciousness to communicate with you. Sorry about the confusion."
Amy and Aderyn exchanged looks of horror.
"It's the Angel that's on their way up to us then," Aderyn said. Amy frowned at her "It's simple. If the Angel is using Bob to talk then it's the Angel on his way to us not Bob. If Bob is dead then how can he be homing in on our signal."
"You're good." Was all Amy could say in response.
"No way out." The Angel said over the communicator.
"We get out through the wreckage. Go! Go, go, go. All of you run." Father Octavian said. There was a rush of movement as everyone scrambled towards the direction of the wrecked star liner.
Following slowly behind them, the Doctor still had the communicator.
"Angel Bob? Which Angel am I talking to? The one from the ship?"
"Yes sir."
That had been the answer he was looking for. He tucked the communicator into his pocket and sped along to catch up with the rest of the group.
He walked passed Amy, who seemed to be clinging desperately to a low wall.
"Don't wait for me. Go!" he urged.
"I can't." Amy said. He stopped and looked round at her.
"Why not?"
"My hand. It's stone. Look at it. It's stone."
The Doctor walked over to her and looked at her hand. It looked normal to him. He peered closely at her eyes. "You looked the Angel in the eyes didn't you?"
"I couldn't help it." She bit back.
"Listen to me. It's messing with your head. Your hand is not stone. You can move it, you can let go." he said. He kept shifting his gaze to the archway they had just come through. He knew the Angels were advancing. He knew they wouldn't be long.
"I can't okay? I've tried and I can't. It's stone."
"The Angel is going to come and it's going to turn this light off, and then there's nothing I can do to stop it, so do it. Concentrate. Move your hand." He ignored Amy's protests.
"You've got to go. You've got to look after Aderyn. If you stay here you'll die and then who will keep Aderyn safe."
"Aderyn has River to keep her safe I'm not worried."
Amy looked him square in the face. She couldn't believe he was being so stupid "You've got to go. Those people up there will die without you. If you stay here with me, you'll have as good as killed them. Do you really think River is going to be able to keep Aderyn safe from the Angels?"
She turned to look at the archway and saw the Angels had advanced towards them.
"Amy Pond, you are magnificent. And I'm sorry." The Doctor said. He checked to see that Amy was still watching the Angels, before sinking his teeth into her hand.
She yelped.
"See not stone." He said grabbing her hand and pulling her behind him, keeping his eyes and torch trained on the approaching Angels.
"You bit me." Amy shouted at him.
"Yes and you're alive. Now run." He pushed her along, cast one last look at the Angels and then turned, following Amy's path.
The Byzantium loomed high above them. This felt too much like the end. They didn't have the climbing equipment to reach the wreckage 30 feet above them.
Aderyn was starting to get fed up with the panicked clerics. They kept pointing out the obvious. as if they had all missed the flickering lights and the Angels making there way down the corridors.
"The Angels are draining the power for themselves. Which means we can't stay here."
"Well we're not exactly equipped to reach the Byzantium, all we have are torches, guns that don't do anything against them and a madman with a sonic screwdriver. There's no way out." Aderyn snapped. The Doctor took little notice of her but River and Amy frowned at her.
River knew what Aderyn could be like when she got scared. Aderyn's first reaction to fear was anger. And anger from Aderyn could be dangerous.
"There's always a way out." The Doctor corrected.
"Doctor? Can I talk to the Doctor please?" came the voice of Angel Bob over the communicator.
The Doctor took it out of his pocket. He looked exasperated. "Hello, Angels. What's your problem?"
"Your power will not last much longer, and the Angels will be with you shortly. There's something the Angels are very keen you should know before the end."
"And what's that?" The Doctor paced, looking for the way out. There's always a way out, he just needed to find it.
"I died in fear. You told me my fear would keep me alive, but I died afraid, in pain and alone. You made me trust you, and when it mattered, you let me down." The Doctor stopped pacing.
Aderyn sighed "Bad move." She muttered to herself.
"What are they doing?" Amy asked.
"They're trying to make him angry." River said.
"Bad move on their part. Though it may prove beneficial to us." Aderyn said.
The Doctor turned to face them. "The Angels have made their second mistake because I'm not going to let that pass. I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you, they will be sorrier." he snapped into the communicator.
"But you're trapped sir, and about to die." The Angel said.
He had a way out "Yeah. I'm trapped. And you know what? Speaking of traps, this trap has got a great big mistake in it. A great big, whopping mistake." he informed the Angel.
He turned to Amy, River and Aderyn.
"Trust me?" he asked them.
"Yes." Amy replied.
"Always." River said.
"My life in your hands Spaceman." Aderyn smiled weakly.
"Clerics, I can get us out of here but you need to trust me. So do you trust me?" The Doctor said. The clerics nodded mutely.
"We have faith." Father Octavian told him.
"Good, give me your gun. I'm going to do something really stupid and when I do, jump."
"Jump where?" Octavian asked, handing his gun over to the Doctor.
"Just jump up, high as you can. Come on Bishop, leap of faith. Same goes for all of you. On my signal, jump."
"Sorry you mentioned a mistake we made." Angel Bob enquired.
"Oh, big mistake. Huge. Didn't anyone every tell you there's one thing you never put in a trap? If you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap," The Doctor pointed the gun straight up towards the hull of the Byzantium.
"What would that be sir?"
"Me." With that he pulled the trigger, shooting the gravity globe.
They jumped.