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Here goes CHAPTER 6!
VPOV
I was backed up against a mirror. I didn't want to look behind me, for fear of seeing myself the same way I could all the other I's. With red eyes.
This was one of those times that it was awful to have your biggest fear being yourself. Mirrors, your previous regenerations, this wouldn't end very well.
RPOV
Laying on the floor, still reeling from shock. She just saved me. Why? But the way she went away so quickly, almost like she didn't want to say anything to me.
I pull myself off the floor, yanking my gun out of the holder. I walk to the door at a brisk pace, taking in the books, the smell. I reach the doorway and poke my head out. Looking left, then right, I hold the gun out in front of me as I walk. It looks like a hotel, a 90's hotel.
"River!"
I spin fast and point my gun at the supposed direction of the sound. Glancing around again, seeing if there's anybody 'round, I continue walking. Pointing my gun at the floor, every light bulb I pass, and everything a sound emanates from I make progress. Honestly, though, I can't tell. I'm actually happy the Doctor isn't here now, to watch me be jumpy and anxious, he'd tease me.
"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"
I do a full spin this time, noticing that the sound comes from everywhere and nowhere at once. I'm beginning to freak out now, upon the discovery that the thing that we're in is trying to kill us, my nerves are causing my heart to pound. I can't help it, I really can't.
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I gasp this time. The sound is only from everywhere, the voice sounding like nails on chalkboard. Oh, this, this bloody house. I want to get out as soon as bloody possible. I want to see sunlight, go back to Earth.
"River, those aren't very nice thoughts. You want sunlight? I can give you sunlight. I can give you planets that even the Doctor couldn't even dream of going, I can take you through this universe and the next. What's the point of going back to that measly little planet when I have everything it has, times a million?"
My breath catches in my throat, and I'm choking.
"River!"
The voice is different now, sweeter, younger, more innocent, in a creepy way. But I know, now, that it's behind me. It could be anything. That's what worries me.
I turn slowly, gun cocked and finger on trigger.
"That's a gun."
It's the same voice, and it's coming from a little girl. She has brown hair, green eyes, and a hypnotic smile.
"Y-yes, I know," I realize I've let my guard down, shown how scared, how truly scared I am.
"You're afraid, you're afraid of me. Why?"
"I'm not afraid." I try to regain my cockiness, but then my voice cracks.
"You know, I've made all of the others face their fears, I don't quite think it would be as much fun for you. Not near as much fun," a sheath of knives appeared in her hand, glinting in an unnatural way, "Instead, I'll have fun with you!" The child approaches me, step by step. She's cornering me for a reason, a reason that hits me as I hit it. A wall of some sort.
I feel metal bracelets catch me by my wrists, ankles, and midsection. Then, slowly, the wall begins to turn, a grating sound with every inch of movement. And the girl, the devil, has a devious look on her face.
She slowly raises the knife, then I scream, and feel blood rushing down my arm.
Rose's POV
Violet bolts off and I follow her closely, not losing her until she runs down hall, shutting me off as soon as she rounds the corner. I sigh and slow to walk. I consider going back, but looking back, I see the hallways changing.
I continue to walk, taken by surprise when I walk through a doorway and see the change in scenery. It's familiar, so familiar, too familiar. That's when it shoves me.
I'm back, back to where I lost the Doctor, where I felt a breaking so profound, so deep, so painful, I thought I'd explode.
I see myself there, right in front of me, tears running down my face as I slide down the wall. And then that's me, I feel the pain, and it's happening again, over and over.
It won't stop, no matter how hard I hope, I wanna go back!
I squeeze my eyes shut and feel a change in the wind and different texture beneath me.
"Sand," I whisper, and the pain comes back double this time.
The Doctor's POV
I run tired and shaking fingers through my hair. They each ran. And I do, too. Just the other way. And running, through the books, the smell, the magic of it all, I reach a door. A blood red door that's a crack open, letting a gleamy light out, spilling into the dimly lit library. And I open it fully, and step in.
It's a long corridor, with a box at the side, a clear one. The box has a spotlight on it, making it glow eerily.
And there's a girl inside the box, she's trapped, she's crying. She has light blonde hair and brown eyes, and I know those eyes, I know those eyes so well. I know it for sure who that is.
It's Rose Tyler.
Hey, so it's just barely making 1,000, including the A/N.
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