He left. 50 years ago, in 1923 when you arrived. His name was Gareth and he only wanted to help. After finding the city, you couldn't find a way of getting back to London. You had no money, food or extra clothes. You were stuck. You lived your life as a beggar, alone and unloved. You didn't know if your family were still alive in the future or even noticed. You had just disappeared. You wish you could have lived your life in the future, or even lived a full life here. But now's the time to finish wishing. With a slow beeping in the background. You close your eyes as you struggle to breath and the last sound you hear is the beeping of the machine coming to an end.
THE END.
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THE STONE STARE ; doctor who
Fanfiction"here are the keys. i hope you enjoy the house." you'd just bought an old victorian house on the outskirts of london. what could go wrong in this angelic house? doctor who's weeping angels x reader based on doctor who episode, "blink"
