After half an hour of repeatedly smashing the blue doors with her fists, and yelling so loud, her lungs felt like they were going to explode, the lock on the blue door turned and the door swung open.
There, in the doorway, stood a man. Except, for some strange reason, and one that Donna could not quite get her head around, he was wearing a paper bag over his head. He was dressed in what looked like a blue suit, with red converse. She could have sworn she had seen someone wear that exact same outfit, but she couldn't for the life of her think who it was!
"Who the hell are you then?" She spat.
"Oh I think you know who I am, Donna Noble," He said. That voice. She knew that voice. Except she didn't. But it seemed so familiar.
"How do you know my name you psychopath? Are you some kind of pervert?"
"No Donna Noble I am not."
"Then why are you wearing a paper bag over your head, genius?"
"It might trigger some… unwanted memories no your part if I didn't," he chuckled.
Ok now this was seriously scary. Donna began frantically looking about the room, thinking of ways she could escape. She came up with nothing.
"Where am I?"
"Far away. Donna Noble, you are… far away," he said mysteriously.
"Well what's that supposed to mean?"
"You, miss Noble, are on a parallel world."
Despite everything, Donna began to laugh. Hysterical laughter filled the room. This nutter had completely lost it.
"Look man, just hand me a phone, and I will call the very nice people with the very big net and we can sort this all out," she patronised, as if talking to a five year old.
"Don't mock me, Donna Noble, or your precious Lee will die," She could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Who's this Lee, I don't know a Lee," she frowned.
"Oh trust me you do. And if I were you, I would at least try to persuade me to spare his life," And with that, he turned on his heel and left.
"Can you smell it?" The Doctor asked, looking at Sophie, his nose twitching. They were standing next to Sylvia Noble's grave.
"Its like… metal I guess," she answered.
"Exactly, and do you know what that means?" She shook her head. "It means whoever took your mother, used an awful lot of power to do this," he said.
"Do you know who did it?" She asked.
"Well, I recognise the energy traces as that an Isolus would use, but there is no reason for an Isolus to take your mother. I mean, there's nobody around here it could have even possessed. No. Someone has harnessed Isolus energy and created something new. Something powerful. Something even more dangerous than they probably realise."
Donna was hungry, thirsty, tired, aching and in desperate need of a shower. She didn't know how long she had been in the cell and she didn't know how much longer she was going to be there. She just hoped not for much longer. Who knows? That weird perv who had brought her here was going to start paying the price soon if she didn't get her way. She would show him.
She looked about the room one more time. It was boiling in the cell, and she was starting to wish she had a hair bobble to tie back her sweaty hair. Hold on. Of course! She plucked her hairgrip out of her hair and looked at it triumphantly. She moved over to the door and began twisting the grip in the lock. It wasn't long before the lock sprang into life and the door edged open.
There you go then, to make up for not posting in such a long time, I have given you two chapters in one night! How generous is that!
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