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Chapter 4: Time Catches Up
The girl stared at the Doctor as he picked an odd metal rod out of his pocket and pressed a button. The tip glowed bright green as he scanned the room with it, then looked at a minute display on one side. "Well, this is the right place alright..." He muttered to himself, hopping across the threshold. "Has anyone seen anything odd recently? Like, anything unusual? Maybe in the form of anti-light? Or some kind of fl- No, wait, you don't know what that is yet..."
He continued like this, scanning around the room. The girl watched him all the while, so absorbed in his strangeness that she didn't notice a member of the crowd come up right behind her.
She jerked back in surprise as a hand grabbed her arm. She didn't have the chance to say anything before she was whisked into a room by the other strange man, where the mistress and housekeeper were waiting. He shoved her into a hard chair and started pacing. The three began emanating strange noises that she couldn't understand - they seemed familiar, as if she should know them, but scrambled. Moments later, the man stopped and stared her in the eye.
"You," he growled, "pose too much of a threat. We will harvest it now."
A ring on his finger began sucking at the light and she screamed as pain lanced through her head. Darkness, colder and bleaker than anything she had seen before, filled her vision and her thoughts, suppressing her every sense. She felt like she was drowning in an endless ocean, falling down a bottomless pit. Over and over again she tumbled as the pain ripped at her mind, extracting memories she didn't even know she had.
There were memories of happy, smiling faces looking down at her. Some memories were just thoughts, feelings, snapshots of colour and vitality. But there were horrible memories too; memories of fear and pain and running. Memories of demons so horrific that they simply couldn't be memories at all - they COULDN'T be, but they still left raw wounds in her as they were callously removed, turned over, duplicated and shoved back into her head.
Then there was the watch.
Her screaming intensified and the watch jiggled about madly on its chain as the darkness began to seep round a mental block that she had installed so long ago. Through a haze of pain, the girl heard the dark man grunt as he rammed up against this barrier. She fought with all her remaining strength to keep the memories from him, but she knew it was not enough. As the darkness threatened to overwhelm her last defence, she thought she heard a strange buzzing noise and a bang as a door sprung open.
The ferocious attack pulled back a little, and some semblance of sight returned to her as she gulped air in an attempt to remain conscious. The other man - the Doctor as he called himself - was in the doorway, the green light shining in his hand as he marched towards the dark man in front of her. There was a noise like a car backfiring behind her as the dark man faced the Doctor, body bristling with anger.
As her strength finally gave out, the girl caught the scent of static electricity gone ballistic, and was faintly aware of a hand touching her shoulder. There was a brief sensation of dropping through nothingness and a flash of light, before darkness caught up with her and she lost consciousness at last.