[Martha stares up at the screen, then back at the board. This isn't so bad, she thinks. She's seen stranger. She's faced stranger. What bothers her is that there only looks like there can be one winner, one person to leave. That can't be right, she can't just leave someone behind.]
I'll go first, shall I?
[The die lands on 5. Her piece moves forward.]
Unlucky space. What does that mean?
Dance Dance
[She leans against the bar behind the machine, then steps around, looking for wiring, anything to turn it off.]
We can't honestly be expected to just play this until we fail, can we?
There has to be some other way out! Help me, look for something!
Emoji
Who are you?
[Martha sends the text, but it could just be out into the ether. Who just sends a single emoji anyway?
It's not like it really matters.
She just stares at the message, and suddenly has an intense urge to write her own, to someone else.]
Martha Jones | Doctor Who
[Martha stares up at the screen, then back at the board. This isn't so bad, she thinks. She's seen stranger. She's faced stranger. What bothers her is that there only looks like there can be one winner, one person to leave. That can't be right, she can't just leave someone behind.]
I'll go first, shall I?
[The die lands on 5. Her piece moves forward.]
Unlucky space. What does that mean?
Dance Dance
[She leans against the bar behind the machine, then steps around, looking for wiring, anything to turn it off.]
We can't honestly be expected to just play this until we fail, can we?
There has to be some other way out! Help me, look for something!
Emoji
Who are you?
[Martha sends the text, but it could just be out into the ether. Who just sends a single emoji anyway?
It's not like it really matters.
She just stares at the message, and suddenly has an intense urge to write her own, to someone else.]
Are you up?