Testing: Clara Oswald

Chapter 12

So, I've now finished writing the story and we're in the final stretch. I think there's three chapters left in total. I'll be updating probably regularly now, either once every three days or week. So basically what this is, is a thank you. This was difficult for me to write  some times and knowing that there were people who were actually reading it gave me the motivation to keep going. I really hope that you have enjoyed the story so far and be prepared for some twists and turns with these last few chapters! Enjoy!  

Chapter Twelve

The two time travelers made their way over to the wall of wood. It was finally time to attempt getting past it, how they were going to do that? Still undecided.

When they reached it the Doctor went off ahead, running his hand over the planks, searching, Clara assumed. She watched for a second as her head tried to think of any ways of getting over it. She tilted her head up, gazing up at the sky. Man, it sure was massive. It never seemed to end.

She lowered her head back down to look at the Doctor. He had his ear pressed against it. She tried to ignore his odd behavior, knowing that, well, hoping that, it would lead to a conclusion.

"I was thinking. Maybe there's like, a secret door or something. You know, a way through it instead of over it." She told him. He nodded in agreement. "That's sort of what I'm hoping. The problem is, Clara, how do we find it?" He replied. Clara giggled a bit. "What? Because your screwdriver is rubbish?" She asked cheekily. The Doctor stood up straight as he frowned a bit. "I've told you, I have been trying to make a setting for wood. It's just a lot more complicated than it seems. But, in the meantime, don't hate on the sonic!" He told her. Clara still had her smile stuck on her face. She was also still on the bridge of laughing again. The Doctor blew out air from his mouth as he turned back to the wall. He started to walk down it, with his ear glued to it. Clara turned round before deciding to follow him. "What, can you hear something?" She asked him. This time he didn't turn to her when he answered.

"Yes, I can actually. It's giving off a vibration. Can't you feel it?" He in turn, asked her. Clara frowned. "No, I can't feel anything." She replied. "Well, I'll just tell you then. It's getting stronger this way. Hopefully, if we keep following it, it'll lead us to something, anything, that can help us get over."

"Why are they helping us?" Clara questioned. They didn't actually tell them much when they sent them here; they were just left squandering by themselves. Why would they help them now? "I'm not sure if they can control it. But, if they can. Well, when you think about it, if they set this up they would be able to see if we would find it. You know, if we were smart enough to find it. And then that would be our way out." He explained to her. Clara nodded. "So, like a test, sort of." "Yes, exactly, I suppose."

"Bingo!" The Doctor yelled as he jumped back from the wall. Clara, who had been a little bit behind, ran up beside him. "What, what is it?" She asked hurriedly. The Doctor was smiling like an idiot. "I've found it!" He yelled again.

This time he put two hands on the wall. Then he pushed into it, putting all his weight on it. All at once, a small piece of it started to shift, like a sort of wiggle. After a few seconds of this, the piece of wood popped out, landing on the other side with a loud noise. Clara jumped and the Doctor yelled with excitement. Next thing they knew, they were both laughing. "That took a shorter time than expected." Clara laughed. "It did, didn't it?" The Doctor replied.

The two of them then peered out onto the other side of the wall. Clara had been right, it was a forest. They both stepped carefully over the fallen piece and into it. It was really quiet similar to the one before it. Almost identical.

"What should we do now?" She asked him. The Doctor was looking around at everything but nothing significant was in sight. He sighed. His party is over now. "I suppose we can keep walking. Hopefully, not too much longer to the town." He told her. Clara nodded slowly as she followed him further into the woods. "More walking it is then." She mumbled, clearly distressed with the whole thing.

As time passed on, they kept walking, hoping, in fact, that something great would happen to them. Some strand of luck would come around and whisk the two of them off of their feet. Wouldn't that just be brilliant? It would make her day, make her week, maybe. She and the Doctor would celebrate their victory that seemed to be slightly different to some of their others.

All of a sudden Clara slipped and fell. Her back hit the ground hard, the wind being knocked out of her almost instantly. "Doctor." She managed to say. In front of her, he turned around to see her lying on the ground, wincing in pain. His face changed from content to nervous as he saw her. "What happened?" He asked her as he went to walk forward. But, he didn't make it far. He too slipped and fell, landing hard. "What the?" He asked out loud. He had one hand on the ground to push himself back up but he noticed something. His hand was cold.

As he looked down at it he noticed that this wasn't the forest floor anymore. It was ice. They were on a frozen lake. "Blimey, look at this." He laughed. By now, Clara had sat up and was realising the same thing as him. The ground was ice. "How do you think this happened?" She asked him. The Doctor shook his head. "Maybe we just didn't notice it." He replied. "So they, whoever is in control of this place, can't just change it on command?" "No, that would only be allowed when they first obtained control over the planet. Everything now would be fixed."

"Okay, well, we have to get across." Clara said as she lifted her head to look over across the frozen lake. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was June.