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EVANGELISTA EXPLORES THE PANEL that had opened, and she does it alone without anyone realising. She goes down a short passage to what might be a reading room or lecture hall. Anyway, every flat surface has books piled on it. She steps into the darkness and screams.

Her screams cause chaos back with the group and Violet is the first to spring into action, picking up a torch and making her way towards the scream. The Doctor leads the way to investigate, the remaining people following him. They find a skeleton in rags and Violet standing in front of it, frozen in pure horror.

β€œEverybody, careful. Stay in the light,” he orders, moving closer to Violet. β€œYou okay, Vi?”

She gives a sharp nod. β€œPeachy. I’ve seen worse, but not for a while.”

β€œYou keep saying that,” Other Dave sighs. β€œI don’t see the point.”

β€œWho screamed?” the Doctor questions.

β€œMiss Evangelista.”

β€œWhere is she?”

β€œMiss Evangelista, please state your current...” River’s voice echoes from very nearby. β€œPlease state your current position.” River takes a lit comm. unit from the remains of the skeleton’s collar. β€œIt’s her. It’s Miss Evangelista.”

β€œWe heard her scream a few seconds ago,” Anita protests. β€œWhat could do that to a person in a few seconds?”

β€œIt took a lot less than a few seconds,” Violet whispers.

β€œWhat did?”

β€œHello?” Miss Evangelista’s young, scared voice calls.

β€œI’m sorry, everyone,” River says softly, coming up behind Violet and pulling her away from the remains, arms wrapped around her middle. β€œThis isn’t going to be pleasant. She’s ghosting.”

β€œShe’s what?” Donna asks.

β€œHello? Excuse me,” Miss Evangelista continues, the green lights flashing on the space-suit. β€œI’m sorry. Hello? Excuse me.”

β€œThat’s, that’s her, that’s Miss Evangelista.”

Other Dave looks uncomfortable. β€œI don’t want to sound horrible, but couldn’t we just, you know?”

β€œThis is her last moment. No, we can’t,” River says firmly. β€œA little respect, thank you.”

Miss Evangelista continues to speak. β€œSorry, where am I? Excuse me?”

β€œBut that’s Miss Evangelista,” Donna protests.

β€œIt’s a data ghost,” Violet whispers. β€œShe’ll be gone in a moment.”

β€œMiss Evangelista, you’re fine,” River says into her comm. β€œJust relax. We’ll be with you presently.”

β€œWhat’s a data ghost?” Donna asks.

β€œThere’s a neural relay in the communicator. Lets you send thought mail,” the Doctor says, motioning to the green lights. β€œThat’s it there. Those green lights. Sometimes it can hold an impression of a living consciousness for a short time after death. Like an after image.”

β€œMy grandfather lasted a day,” Anita says softly, a hint of amusement in her voice. β€œKept talking about his shoelaces.”

β€œShe’s in there,” Donna breathes.

β€œI can’t see. I can’t,” Miss Evangelista’s voice is more panicked now. β€œWhere am I?”

β€œShe’s just brain waves now,” Other Dave says. β€œThe pattern won’t hold for long.”

β€œBut, she’s conscious,” Donna protests. β€œShe’s thinking.”

Miss Evangelista continues to speak. β€œI can’t see, I can’t. I don’t know what I’m thinking.”

β€œShe’s a footprint on the beach,” the Doctor says softly, taking Violet from River and holding his wife. β€œAnd the tide’s coming in.”

β€œWhere’s that woman? The nice woman. Is she there?”

β€œWhat woman?” Lux asks.

β€œShe means...” Donna’s voice falters for a moment. β€œI think she means me.”

β€œIs she there?” Miss Evangelista asks, sounding almost desperate. β€œThe nice woman.”

β€œYes, she’s here. Hang on,” River replies to the ghosting girl before turning to Donna. β€œGo ahead. She can hear you.”

β€œHello? Are you there?”

β€œHelp her,” the Doctor urges.

β€œShe’s dead,” Donna says.

β€œYeah. Help her.”

β€œHello? Is that the nice woman?” Miss Evangelista asks.

β€œYeah. Hello. Yeah, I’m, I’m, I’m here,” Donna fumbles over her words. β€œYou okay?”

β€œWhat I said before, about being stupid. Don’t tell the others, they’ll only laugh.”

β€œCourse I won’t. Course I won’t tell them.”

β€œDon’t tell the others, they’ll only laugh.”

β€œI won’t tell them. I said I won’t.”

β€œDon’t tell the others, they’ll only laugh.”

β€œI’m not going to tell them.”

The green light starts blinking and Miss Evangelista’s voice continues to loop. β€œDon’t tell the others, they’ll only laugh.”

β€œShe’s looping now,” River says softly. β€œThe pattern’s degrading. Does anybody mind if I...?”

Miss Evangelista repeats something about ice cream and not knowing where she is until River turns off the comm. unit, leaving everyone in a sickening silence. Donna is almost in tears, or maybe she is, but Violet is unable to tell in such dim lighting. River is comforting the redheaded woman for maybe half a second before she growls out that she wants a word with the Vashta Nerada.

The Doctor replies with an β€œI’ll introduce you” and marches back to the Rotunda, leaving everyone to scurry along behind him. Violet pauses for a moment and stares at the shadows, wondering that if, just maybe, these creatures might be the ones with the ability to end her life after so long of her wanting to be dead. However, she pushes forward and heads back to the Rotunda, allowing River to pull her through the still open panel.

β€œI’m going to need a packed lunch,” the Doctor demands, his voice full of rage.

β€œHang on,” River replies, flipping through her blue book, making Violet smile at the cursive lettering and occasional pictures.

β€œSo much to do, so little time,” Violet murmurs, kissing River’s cheek. β€œSo much we can’t tell him.”

β€œWhat’s in that book?” the Doctor demands.

β€œSpoilers,” Violet and River sing-song.

β€œWho are you?” he almost snarls, stalking over to his wives.

β€œProfessor River Song, University of-”

β€œTo me. Who are you to me, and to my wife?”

β€œAgain, spoilers.” She pulls a container from her bag and hands it to him. β€œChicken and a bit of salad. Knock yourself out.”

β€œRight, you lot. Let’s all meet the Vashta Nerada.”

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