Chapter 6 – Panic

Tiffany's POV

I could hit something right now. The whole world was in peril and my best friend was being sent away to be kept "safe". I didn't give to flying fish about whether it was good for her or not, she shouldn't have been in the situation anyway. Anything could happen. We could be all stuck in some mad situation and now she won't be there to help us out of it. When Michael walked into the room, nobody spoke to him. Nobody was angry with him because he really likes Kirsty, but we were all a bit shaken by the whole situation. The Doctor was the first to break the silence.

"I really don't know what to do next." He whispered.

"What?" Gareth asked, "No plan?"

"Not this time. I could get a sample from the meteor but I would have to go alone and it could take some time to scan it."

"Then do that." I interrupted, "if it will help, you should."

"Right. You have to stay here until I've scanned it though. If you are near the gas it produces, you will be one of them. See you later!" And with that, he hopped into the TARDIS and we were alone. Trapped in a building with somebody who could kill us, or make us kill each other.

The fake scenes, the plastic made dreams

Say you don't want it, Say you don't want it

It's our world, the picture book girls

Say you don't want it, Say you don't want it

It was a text. From Kirsty.

I'll miss you. If I never see any of you again, I give you my JONAS collection.
In dedication to our adventures, please blast out "Choices". Bye xxx

I did as she said. I went to the recording studio, plugged my phone into one of the speakers and blasted the song through the whole building

In the morning
I could take the burning sun
I could be the only warning
But I'm not the only one
So forgive me
Cause it's more than I can bare
In Demand I'll make my mind up
By Deciding not to care
Stop Giving me choices, Stop giving me choices
I'm a victim, Of this day and age
I've forgotten how to feel, I've forgotten how to change
So I surrender, To the apple of my eye
I surrender to the wind I will let the Wind decide...

The music rang through the building like bells, filling every corner of every room with The Hoosiers. I got another text half way through the song.

Oh, and watch out for Sarah. She was there outside when we were trapping the monster, but she disappeared after we locked it in the room. She can't have left the building.

My face dropped as I realised where she was. I ran quickly to the room where the person was being held and there she was. Still healthy and still alive, sat in the far corner. I kicked the door in an attempt to get it open but it wouldn't budge.

"Philip! Gareth!" I screamed. They came bounding around the corner, looking much less than muscular. They saw me struggling with the door and helped me break it open. Eventually, it came off its hinges and we got Sarah out of there. Unfortunately, we didn't think this one through properly.

The creature inside had mutated. I couldn't see it before because it was in a different corner but it had changed greatly from the human-like figure it originally was. Now its head was more rounded and its eyes had glazed over completely. Its arms had turned into huge, blistery claws that reached down to the knees. The legs had grown twice the size they used to be too. With one swing, the creature took Philip to the ground.

"Oh no you don't!" I yelled, picking up a brick I saw on the floor and throwing it at the creatures head. It managed to stun it long enough for us to get Sarah out of the room and re-seal the door. We all slumped to the floor in a wave of relief. It wasn't until we could physically smell blood until we realised...

Philip was bleeding.

A/N: HURAH! I have got most of the things I need for...DEATH BY DALEKS: THE MOVIE! It's being made on the Sims 2...And I still need the Plant Hill uniforms and Daleks to come through properly...But I have everything else and everything should be good soon!
I just have to spend about 3 days making all the sets...Ah well...Then another 3 days Just making people with different eye colours ect.
Then another 3 months filming it...Stupid Sims...always needing to go to the toilet! YOU DON'T GO TO THE TOILET WHEN YOU ARE BEING ATTACKED!
Anyways, I will keep you updated. Enjoy x