|Up in the Prayerloft, Down in the Crypt
Author: Deserthawk PM
"When I was young, I used to think—can they bring this guy back to life? So I can beat the sh-t out of him?"Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 7 - Words: 2,271 - Reviews: 10 - Updated: 02-18-13 - Published: 01-21-13 - id: 3094228
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and sometimes he would talk to them
because he was so damn lonely, and the other Doctors only talked about the same things
which he didn't want to talk about
he would do his job, is all
and sometimes it calmed them down too
like when you talk soothingly to a small animal while you pet it
they would stop twitching at least
it was still better when they stayed unconscious, of course
so that day he was talking about dreams
to this kid
about some kind of strange dream he had
not really listening to himself
but the kid turned to him and said, "I had a dream too."
and he fell silent, surprised
that this one could speak
"It was about the Reichsprotektor," the kid whispered, "I dreamed that I gouged his eyes out."
and he smiled.