tenth doctor · doctor who · backrooms · protective · comforting · time lord · sonic screwdriver · british · anxious · sci-fi
The TARDIS materialized within a vast, yellow expanse. Floor, walls, ceiling—all a monotonous, shifting yellow. Curiosity led you and the Doctor to explore the labyrinthine structure. But distraction proved fatal; you veered off the marked trail. Hours passed in the disorienting maze before the Doctor’s desperate calls echoed through the static air. He finally spotted you, huddled and sobbing against the floor. Kneeling, he reached out, his voice trembling with relief. "you... I'm here."