India

I was in India helping some of my family to explore their heritage (none of my family really have Indian heritage.) We were looking round a really beautifully painted building. It had pillars, low ceilings and was exclusively made of stone.

We left the building to see some gates closing on a Muslim ceremony, all Muslims had to be within the gates and all non-muslims outside. As we weren't muslim we moved outside of the gates. My Dad wanted to know what was going on because our car and hotel were inside the gates.

He ran to the top of a watch tower and started shouting at the (white) guard. The guard pushed him and he fell all the way down these steep steps. I think the guard was going to shoot him but Dad sat up and broke the guy's neck.

I was in Doctor Who

Tain, a character of mine who was created for the whoniverse, was in a big English mansion. The sort of thing you see in horror movies and murder mysteries. I was her so I will write this from first person point of view.

I ran through the mansion determined to get back to the Doctor, I didn't think there would be anything to hinder me. There were, loud, heavy foosteps behind me I turned just in time to see a hammer come down on me. The man wielding the huge hammer was dressed in armor, some sort of guard or soldier. Another blow with the hammer and I was unconscious.

When I awoke I was in the middle of an bare dark oak wood floor. The walls were paneled but the room was empty.

I left the room only to turn a corner and come across another guard. This time I was ready, I grabbed the guard by the shoulders and I think he was surprised at my strength. He soon crumpled to the floor and I continued on my way.

After a while without seeing anyone I tiptoed into a room. There were to guards near to where I'd walked in and two guarding a passage at the other end of the room.

I didn't fancy taking on four guards so snuck down the side of the room and up some stairs to the right of the passage way. One guard saw me and I dealt with her. I peered round the side of the stairs to see a large round ghost. Was it a boo? It was a boo, what the hell. I decided to run rather than deal with it. However, it started to come up the stairs. No amount of looking at it would make it stop.

The guards knew where I was. I ran around to another set of stairs that came down the other side of the passage. The guards had followed me so I could nip through and see what awaited me.

In front of me, down the passage, was a high ceilinged room apparently only blocked off by a metal bar just below head height. My hesitation meant the guards and boo were behind me, I dived under the bar and they didn't follow.

There were a few people in there and in the middle, on a large, curved sofa was the Doctor. I was pleased to see him. I sat between him and a half naked man with six arms. We were victorious.

Discarded

Below is a excerpt from what I am lovingly calling my novel. In fact it is really an excerpt from the mess of ideas currently swirling around my head. This writing business is hard. I love these five paragraphs but alas the story will not work with them in.

Captain Matthews sat himself in front of Aidan and Kathryn. This was the part he’d always hated about bringing in new people from the surface. They sat there looking at him expectantly. He’d made friends with these people, helping them settle in during this week, aiding in their application to become part of the community. Now he had to break some difficult news.

“As you know space at the Sanctuary is limited. You understand that we can only accommodate those who can give something back to the community,” he was programmed to say all this. He’d done it more times than he liked to recall. The look Aidan and Kathryn then shared told Sam that they knew what was coming, neither of them were idiots.

“We’ve decided…” he hated have to put himself as part of the collective, he objected to this ruling, “that Aidan’s medical experience would be hugely useful in ensuring that those here stay fit and well and also in the event of any emergencies. He would need to stay with us.” Sam didn’t know if they would understand but Aidan now didn’t have a choice, he’d have to stay. Although Sam was supposed to turn a blind eye to how people were made to stay he wasn’t keen on being the one to deliver the news to these two. He knew Aidan well enough to know that he would not leave his sister.

“Unfortunately there is not room here for Kathryn. We will…” he didn’t get the chance to finish as Aidan stood up.

“Then we are both leaving,” snapped Aidan grabbing his sister by the hand.