callisto, an alien from a far away planet, is trapped in a museum of alien artefacts. a man with no name and only a job title finds her and invites her to join him and his companion through space and time.
invasions happen, strange visits and many m...
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THE ADULTS HAD moved back downstairs to the kitchen. the doctor looked to be in deep thought as he walked across the small room, swiping a jar of marmalade off the counter. he unscrewed the lid and dipped his fingers into it, sucking the marmalade off. rose cleared her throat loudly and the doctor turned to his two companions, both of them shaking their heads at his action.
with his fingers still in his mouth, the doctor glanced over to trish who looked at her marmalade awkwardly. the doctor then took his fingers from his mouth and slid the jar back onto the counter.
"those pictures, they're alive." rose said, moving on from the odd moment. "she's drawing people, and they end up in her pictures."
"bionic energy. chloe's harnessing it to steal those kids and place them in some kind of holding pen made of ionic power." the doctor explained.
"and what about the dad from hell in her wardrobe?" rose asked.
"how many times do i have to tell you, he's dead." trish spoke up sharply.
rose turned away from the woman, mumbling into her shoulder, "well, he'd got a very loud voice for a dead bloke."
"if living things can become drawings, then maybe drawings can become living things." the doctor muttered thoughtfully. he jolted with a shiver making trish look at him weirdly as rose eyed him with a flinch of shock. "chloe's real dad is dead, but not the one who visits her in her nightmares. that dad seems very real. that's a dad she's drawn and he's a heartbeat away from crashing into this world."
"she always got the worst of it when he was alive." trish remembered, staring to the side sadly.
"doctor, how can a twelve-year-old girl be doing any of this?" rose inquired.
the doctor sighed, pushing off the counter, "let's find out."
the group went back upstairs, the doctor pushing open the door to chloe's bedroom. the child turned to the people entering her bedroom, sitting in at the edge of her bed, legs crossed. callisto eyed the child. she may not like children, but this one really creeped her out. chloe's eyes followed the doctor as he stood in front of her. she then glanced between him and callisto before showing them that she could also to the trick with her fingers, 'the spock sign'.
"nice one." the doctor complimented and she lowered her hand. he crouched in front of her and placed his fingers to her temples. chloe's eyes rolled back almost immediately as she was put to sleep. the doctor lowered her into the plush bed gently, "there we go."
trish stepped forwards sharply and rose held her shoulder softly, "i can't let him—"
"it's okay." the blonde assured.
"you can trust him." callisto muttered gently to the concerned mother.
the doctor stepped back from chloe's bed, starting a new conversation with the creature inside of her, "now we can talk."
