KNOCK… KNOCK… KNOCK…
The Dr went to reach for the door Tardis door handle, but was abruptly stopped by Arthur.
"Merlin is my servant, and he will serve anyone that I tell him to, Merlin? Go and open the door Merlin." Arthur said nudging his arm. Merlin gave a reluctant expression, huffed and reached for the handle.
"Wow, wow, wow… this is my Tardis, therefore my rules. Under this roof we are all equal nobody serves no-one, except me of course, and hey presto. We get along fine. Now…" Merlin smirked at Arthur, before he turned around looking embarrassed. For the third and final time, the door handle was gripped in the Dr's hand. He pulled his sonic screwdriver out from his blazer pocket, preparing for the worst, and turned the door knob. It slowly crunched and scraped as it was slowly twisted and released. A huge waft of air suddenly filled the Tardis making everyone take a step back. Fog slowly crept around the Dr's feet, moving so slyly that the atmosphere turned so eerie, Arthur clutched his sword tighter, holding it in a position ready to swipe at any second. The Dr stared in amazement as he saw what appeared to be a shrivelled, hunched character. That was in no way of any danger to them. Merlin eyes squinted as he tried to calibrate his mind as to where he had seen this figure before…
The hunched character, leaning against the door frame was Gaius, barley conscious. Merlin immediately rushed to his aid. The Dr, still puzzled, scanned the man up and down with his screwdriver to find out who he was. Arthur saw Gaius and helped Merlin get him into safety. Struggling for breath, he managed to slur out some words.
"M-Merlin. I-I… " His head sunk into Merlin's arms.
"G-Gaius. Wake up. Gaius I'm here. I'm so sorry. Please. Gaius!" Merlin slowly shook him from side to side in his arms. But with no response, Merlin laid him peacefully on the floor. He gazed up into the Dr's eyes.
"Who are you?" His face reddened with sorrow and fright. He looked back down at Gaius' faithful body, un-moving, colder then evil itself. Merlin's eyes began to fill with tears, each one slowly gliding down his face, each leaving pain behind them.
"Dr" Amy responded, her face inflamed a red with a grieving look.
"What's happened?" she questioned. The Dr looked at her, scared. Feeling alone, even though the room was full of people. He didn't know how to reply. His mind was trying to work out what had happened only a few seconds before. Was he really dead? How, just-how?
"Merlin- I'm so sorry. Sorry. SORRY! THAT'S IT!" he rushed over to the screen in the centre of the Tardis, turning many knobs, press various buttons and flipping many switches.
"Dr, is he dead?" Rory asked confused at what the Dr was doing.
"No, wait…yes. He is dead. And I'm terribly sorry, but he isn't dead." Merlin, Arthur, Amy and Rory all looked at each other, and then at the Dr in synchronisation.
"Hang on, is he or isn't he?" A stern voice, obviously from Arthur quizzed
"Yes. He is dead, but we can make him not dead. We can bring him back to death, I mean life. Hang on. Yes. We can bring him back to life. Using this." He pulled a screen out on a concertina with a long list of words, that didn't make much sense. And an image. There were only two words on the page that stood out and fit perfectly with the image, two words that only the Dr could have remembered, two words that were so powerful that each mind in the room was tangled by them. Sorrisirus Motifus, the words leant over the image of a goblet of pumpkin juice. But this could only mean one thing. One thing that must be impossible…
A sudden shudder, followed by several others, seized the attention of everyone.
"No, No- NO!" The Dr shrieked in anger. But before anything more could be done, the Tardis had already begun to teleport. To a whole other world…