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Chapter Two: He came back

"It's a camera too."

Doctor Ramsden was about to take it when her bleeper goes off, and she retracted her hand with a hard look.

"You need to take some time off, Rory. A lot of time off. Start now. Now."

[Corridor]

"I need to speak to whoever lives in this house right now." The Doctor demanded.

"We live here."

"But you're the police."

"Yes, and this is where I live. Have you got a problem with that?"

"How many rooms?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"On this floor. How many rooms on this floor? Count them for me now."

"Why?"

"Because it will change your life."

Amy rolled her eyes and pointed to each room.

"Five. One, two, three, four, five."

Emily, once again, stared at her sister in confusion.

"Six." She and the Doctor chorused.

He glanced at Emily sharply, while Amy just looked at them weirdly.

"Six? Em, there's only five."

"No, there's six. Six rooms Amy. How did you not know that?"

Emily looked at her sister, bewildered. How could see not see that room? She didn't understand. Twelve years of passing or even looked at the door, and she still got a bad feeling in her stomach. Like burning bile. She never went inside though.

"Look." The Doctor interjected.

"Look where?"

"Exactly where you don't want to look. Where you never want to look. The corner of your eye. Look behind you."

Amy rolled her eyes and did what she was told, only to stare in disbelief down the corridor. "That's . . that is not possible. How's that possible?"

"There's a perception filter all round the door." He explained. "Sensed it the last time I was here. Should've seen it."

"But that's a whole room. That's a whole room I've never even noticed."

"The filter stops you noticing. Something came a while ago to hide. It's still hiding, and you need to uncuff me now."

"I don't have the key. I lost it." She said absentmindedly.

"How can you have lost it? Stay away from that door! Do not touch that door! Listen to me, do not open that. Why does no-one ever listen to me? Do I just have a face that nobody listens to? Again?"

"Amy, I think you should listen to him. Amy? Am-" Emily sighed heavily. Of course not.

Amy continued inside the mystery room and Emily left the doorway, crouching next to the Doctor and fiddling with his cuffs. Ignoring the strange look he was giving her, she realised that she didn't care who he was or who he wasn't. He seemed to know what was the cause of that bad feeling she felt from the odd room, which meant he probably knew how to get rid of it. 

Common sense said she could trust him. Well, that and she didn't want to be anywhere near what was behind that door.

"My screwdriver, where is it?" He called to Amy.

[Room]

The room was dirty, had boarded up window and packing boxes.