[Amy tilts her head to the side, almost robotic like. That's what happens when she's spent nearly four decades with robots. She's gotten out of the morgue by now. She wasn't sure about this though. Before reading through others, she needed to know things, needed to form a plan, a tactic.]

I don't understand. Rory? Doctor? [She looks around. This ( Read more... )

*The video feed kicks on and a rather skinny man peers into the screen, tapping it with his finger, frowning inquisitively.*

Is this thing working? *The feed flickers at the Doctor’s prodding before he looks at the red light.* Ah! There we go! Finally got this thing working. *he settles back a curb on the street and smiles cheerfully, waving into ( Read more... )

Maybe you fell asleep, maybe you were knocked out. Maybe you were in the middle of a fight, maybe you don't even remember what you were doing at all. But regardless, you remember the darkness. It's crushing, all-encompassing. It fills your lungs and presses it's weight down on your shoulders, suffocating, overwhelming. It's so dark you can't tell ( Read more... )