♢ 5 ♢
[Marta has arrived on the plane, wide-eyed and tense. In her hands, she holds a letter. A very formal letter. A letter that she would rather she never received in the first place.
She doesn't stay standing for long. In fact, she very quickly falls to her knees, her gaze still on the letter in her hands as she reads it over, and over, and over... Anyone who even remotely comes close will notice that she's trembling.]
The Doctor...? Why? Why is this happening?! I don't want to kill the Doctor! I don't want to kill anyone...
She doesn't stay standing for long. In fact, she very quickly falls to her knees, her gaze still on the letter in her hands as she reads it over, and over, and over... Anyone who even remotely comes close will notice that she's trembling.]
The Doctor...? Why? Why is this happening?! I don't want to kill the Doctor! I don't want to kill anyone...