𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙛 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 ✧ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 Ⅲ [✓]

The Crimson Horror Pt. 2

"What is it? You want to go in there?" Jenny asks, {Y/N} nods as best as she can, Jenny helps her get inside the small space and gives {Y/N} her clothes, and with groans of pain {Y/N} powers up her sonic screwdriver. Jenny shuts the door and hides as two men walk past the entrance. A green glow comes from the porthole in the metal door. Then it bursts open and a normal looking and fully dressed {Y/N} bounces out.

"Ah! Missed me?" {Y/N} asks.

"{Y/N}!" Jenny says.

"Jenny. Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. Just when you think your favourite lock-picking Victorian chambermaid will never turn up. Jenny" {Y/N} hugs her, Jenny returns the hug.

"You have no idea how good that feels. Right. Mrs Gillyflower. We've got to stop her. And then there's Clara. Poor Clara. Where's Clara? Wait where's the Doctor?"

"Clara? Doctor? {Y/N} wait!"

"Can't. Clara, Doctor. Got to find."

"What happened to you? How long have you been like that?" Jenny asks.

"Days, weeks, don't know. Long story. I'll keep it short."

*Flashback*

The TARDIS materialises in a cobbled alley.

"Ok, so. Not London 1893. Yorkshire 1893. Near enough" the Doctor says.

"You're making a habit of this, getting us lost," Clara says.

"Sorry. It's much better than it used to be. Ooo, we once spent a hell of a long time trying to get a gobby Australian to Heathrow Airport" {Y/N} says.

"What for?" Clara asks.

"Search us. Anyway..." a woman screams.

"Brave heart, Clara," the Doctor says, they go to the canal.

"It's another one. Don't you see? Another victim. Why won't anyone of you listen?"

"We'll listen" {Y/N} says, they walk and talk on the way to the Sweetville main gates.

"Mrs Winifred Gillyflower. An astonishing woman. Prize-winning chemist and mechanical engineer. So why.'

"Why has she decided to open up a match factory in her old hometown," the Doctor says.

"And no one who ever goes to live there ever seems to come out" they go to the morgue "same as the rest. All dead from causes unknown and their flesh glowing."

"Like something manky in a coal cellar. They keep turning up in t'canal. The Crimson Horror."

"Ooo, good name. Hey, that's good, isn't it? The Crimson Horror. I wonder what it is" {Y/N} says.

"Do you know the old Romany superstition, Clara? That the eye of a dead person retains an image of the last thing it sees. Nonsense, of course, unless the chemical composition of the body has been massively corrupted" the Doctor says, Clara uses the Doctor's magnifying glass to look at the face of Mrs Gillyflower in the dead woman's eye. The Doctor touches her skin and the red comes off onto his white glove. He uses someone's chemistry lab.

"Wow, this is nasty. An organic poison. A sort of venom. And you think it's connected to Sweetville?" {Y/N} asks.

"I do."

"Well then, we need a plan" they visit Mrs Gillyflower at home.

"Doctor, Mrs Smith and Miss Smith. Oh yes, you'll all do very nicely" Clara stands next to {Y/N} who had her arm linked with the Doctor's who does his best Yorkshireman accent.

"Oh, grand. Smashing. Eh, the missis and I couldn't be more chuffed, could we, love?" {Y/N} smiles, and so does Clara. Mrs Gillyflower leads them down the row of terraced homes.