The Doctor meets.... A Madgod? (Need 10 PAFP)

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    "Theres one just outside of these doors." she said, running to a pair of double doors and pushing them open, immediately spotting the red lever in the wall. She darted over, yanking it down.


    (I just drank a bottle of ranch dressing.)

    {Interesting... Was it good?}


    The Doctor grinned, racing out after her. "Now let's get out" he suggested, looking down the hall.

    (Wonderful! I have never been more satisfied. :D)


    The alarms blared overhead and patiends becam to scream and run around frantically, some trying to claw their faces off and others rolled around on the floor. The door that lead out was blocked by a few patients who weren't affected and all weilding knives and pipes.

    "That helped" The Doctor sighed, eyeing the knives and pipes. "We just need to distract them somehow..."

    Ennis's eyes flickered yellow for a second as she snapped her fingers, two copies of her appearing on either side of the group, which chased after the copies as if they were real.

    "Brilliant" he grinned, racing for the door. "All we need to do is get out and find a way to disinfect the building."

    "That'll be thae hard p-AUGH!" her sentence was cut short as something hit her in the back, sending her to fall to her knees.

    "Ennis!" The Doctor turned to face her, bending down to help her. He looked up to see who had hit her.

    A man with unruly brown hair and completely black eyes smirked, having made a perfect throw and his Ennis with a knife. Ennis gasped in pain, trying her best to get up.

    "Take it easy" The Doctor instructed. "You'll be fine... I promise."

    {Is the knife in her back?}

    (Yep.)


    Ennis began to choke on her own blood, scarlet staining her lips. She reached for the Doctor, needing something or someone to support her.

    The Doctor allowed her to lean on him. He pulled out the knife, looking over the wound. "You'll be fine, I promise" he repeated, throwing the knife aside. What was he supposed to do!? His sonic wouldn't be able to fix a wound this bad.

    "Don't lie." she choked, trying not to black out from pain. "I'm going to die no matter what you do."

    "I won't let you" he said, trying to rest her in a comfortable position. "There has to be a way to save you, and Im going to find it." He looked around for something that might possibly help. He was in an asylum, they had to have something!

    She coughed, droplets of blood hitting the floor. She knew where the infirmary was and tried her best to teleport them there, barely managing to pull it off.

    The second they appeared in the room, The Doctor gently picked her up and placed her on a bed. "Just try to stay conscious" he instructed, racing to search the cabinets for something useful.

    There was blenty of gauze and tape, some anesthetic, towels and other thing in the cupboards. Ennis watched him though blurry eyes, hoping that if she focused on somthing she would stay awake.

    The Doctor grabbed some gauze and tape, then rushed back over to Ennis. "Can you turn over or sit up?" He asked, placing the items on the table beside the bed.

    "Good" he said, grabbing the gauze. It took him a little, but he managed to dress the wound nicely. "Now just relax, you'll be fine."