;;Last Time May Have Not Been The Last Time;;
{ spookyeleventh }
T he Doctor, ran, feet tripping on his own as he did so, things hadn't gone according to plan and to be honest things became much of a mess he wouldn't admit such a thing, he was glad to keep himself alone this time, no one to run and try to save from their deaths, just The Doctor, plain little old Doctor running away until he found a place to hide, that being a dark alley but then again some aliens weren't that bright.
He takes a deep breath and looks around, suddenly he feels something, something that left him ages ago, he does try his best to ignore it he always does, he tried catching his breath when he tries to straighten himself up, he fixed his bowtie before he swallowed, he just hoped to have lost the thing chasing him, whatever that was.
" H ello? Somebody there ? "
