Why oh why did she write this list? [Part 4]

Terrie held on tight to The Doctor’s warm, slender hand. Adrenaline pumped around her body while excitement downed out any fear and all her dreams were coming true. Running down the dark, unknown tunnels of the basement their Converses made no noise. Terrie’s deep breaths echoed around the walls as she clutched on tight to The Doctor, not wanting to lose him in the unexplored depths of the basement. Darkness encased the tunnels, thick and heavy as if they were drowning. Terrie wondered how The Doctor knew where he was going but held on tight, following him regardless.
Finally, a slender line of light appeared in the distance. Slipping out of Terrie’s grasp and slowing down to a walk The Doctor approached an ominous brown door that had appeared in front of them. Tapping on the wooden panels he listened intently to the echo.

“What was that?” Terrie questioned, taking a step towards The Doctor. “Why did we have to run?”

“That,” The Doctor replied, “was a young hora navashta. Not particularly dangerous on its own but the parents are probably close by. They must have used your friend’s notebook to temporal shift from a nearby portal. They feed off words and absorb time. Back when the Time Lords were around they kept them under control; they made sure time kept turning... Time kept turning and they would watch on, but that was never enough...” The Doctor trailed off, staring into the distance with his mind elsewhere.

Suddenly The Doctor turned back to Terrie, breaking the silence. “You know, there’s something different about you.”

“Well, my friends call me the only exception sometimes. Hannah even compared me to a pair of boys’ trousers!”

“No, something else, something special,” The Doctor replied, looking quizzically into Terrie’s eyes. “You should be frozen in time. You should be still and quiet like everyone else. Why are you different?” The Doctor reached out to touch Terrie’s cheek. “Only time-lord blood can overcome the time lock.”

Terrie stood looking back, barely breathing.

“I don’t know if it’s your hand on my cheek or the time lock but I don’t think I can move.”

The Doctor took a swift step back, dropping his hand. Terrie remained standing there, not moving a muscle. A cold sensation started spreading from her feet and up her legs causing her to gasp. Her legs felt cold and heavy like solid marble and the sensation moved higher and higher causing a tear to escape from the corner of her eye.

“Doctor, help me.” Terrie gasped, the effort making the cold spread even deeper.

To Be Continued...