Doctor's POV

Once we got to the hotel, Emma seemed to really like the small town. I led her to the hotel, where Emma met Jenna, an African woman who's sister was the hotel manager. She paid more attention to Luna than Emma, however, and that seemed to annoy Emma greatly, but it gave her an idea. After whispering it in the my ear, I finally agreed to take just her and Clara if Jenna watched over Luna and Crystal. Naturally, she agreed; everybody loved Crystal.

Which is how we ended up in the TARDIS again. Once we landed, I threw open the doors and stared down the dimly lit corridor.

"Where are we?" Clara asked.

"The Vault of Lost Souls," Emma sounded nervous. "We shouldn't have came here. At least Crystal isn't with us; she'd be on the ground vomiting out of pure fear just by the mention of the name."

"The Vault of Lost Souls?" I repeated.

"Almost everyone's soul comes here when they die," Emma explained. "The murdered, the murderers, the people who made reservations-people do that, but not many people do since it's hard to find this place-the ones looking to create Hell for the person who killed them, the suicidal, and the ones who don't know how they died."

"I can understand why Crystal wouldn't want to come here," I said. "Must be scary  a scary place for a nine year old."

"The soul of the Child lies in this tomb," Emma explained.

"Another good reason not to come here," I said, grabbing a torch from the wall as we passed it. "What's down this hallway?"

"The murderers. At the end lies the remains of the scythe," Emma shuddered at this. I didn't blame her at all, but I kept her going. "And this one?"

Emma shook her head. "Not that one. It's the Hall of Loved Ones." Seeing my face, she quickly added, "It's just a name. They're a bunch of lovers who will tell you who you love. They have absolute no grammar, and I do not want to go down a hallway while being chased with, 'Make love story, Emma, make love story.'" 

"Yeah, let's not go down there," Emma decided. I noticed she went rather pink. After walking a bit, Emma turned around. "Wait, you guys go back to the TARDIS. I have to check something. Alone."

"Why?" I asked, but Emma was already off running. I sighed and turned around. We had just walked in a straight line, so it was easy finding the TARDIS. The  hard part was waiting for Emma.

After five minutes of waiting in the TARDIS, Clara said, "Doctor, she's been gone for five minutes. It's really not that long of a time."

"I hate waiting," I moaned. Clara rolled her eyes.

Five (!) minutes later, Emma came back, looking a bit scared, but she put a brave smile on her face. "What did you have to check?" I had to ask.

"It's nothing. Let's go back to the hotel, alright?" Emma went over to the TARDIS console, leaving me to mutter to Clara, "I think what she had to check was really unsettling for her, otherwise she'd have told us."

"You really need to turn off that noise your TARDIS makes," Emma commented. "It's not supposed to make that noise."

"I like the noise," I scoffed. Emma rolled her eyes. I joined her at the console to take over and get us to the hotel.

Emma's POV

The minute I stepped out the TARDIS, I almost didn't recognize the place. Buildings were burning, and a part of the hotel had caved in. I took off in a sprint to find Crystal and Luna. I could hear the Doctor running after me, yelling, "Emma, wait! You don't know where you're going!"

"I know exactly where I'm going," I called back. "I'm going to find Crystal and Luna!"

"Emma!" he called, but I ignored him. I felt something grip my arm and I slowed down to look at the Doctor. "Doctor, I need to find them," I said, brushing a tear.

"Then let me help," he said, pulling out a paper airplane. I glared at him. "Doctor this-"

"Is an airplane of Jenna's invention. It can travel anywhere. Hang on a sec. Have you got a pencil?" he asked, unfolding the wings of the plane and setting it down on the ground. I dug around in Athena and gave it to him. I could see Clara running in the distance. The Doctor scribbled something on the paper airplane then asked me, "Where would you say we were?"

"In the middle of Hell?" I suggested. "Put down in front of the...icecream parlor, I think that says."

He nodded, scrawled that down, told the airplane to find Jenna, and we watched as the airplane made it through the half-destroyed streets. As I watched, a building that was in flames toppled over. I saw a flash of black hair and I realized someone was trapped by that building. I realized who it was and took off at a sprint, avoiding another building that threatened to squish me as I dodged wooden planks. I found the pile of rubble and began digging, not caring that my hands were getting burnt, it was worth it, worth every ounce of pain as I dug out Crystal while silently pleading,Oh God please let her be okay, please, I wouldn't live with myself if she was severely injured, just please let her be alive, I'd do anything for her to be okay!

Clara joined me and we both dug out Crystal who, besides a couple of burns on the arms and back, was unharmed. I saw Jenna running towards the icecream parlor. I grabbed Crystal's hand, and realizing it hurt for her to walk, scooped her up in my arms and sprinted as fast as possible, which for me, is fast.

Once we got there, I gently put Crystal on her feet and scooped Luna out of Jenna's arms. Then I noticed something strange. I sat down on the remains of a bench and pulled off the blankets covering Luna. I gasped at what I saw.

Her legs, always moving, her all limp. I gently turned her over and tears came to my eyes when I saw all the bruises. "Oh-oh, oh, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening, oh my god..."

"She's paralyzed. Waist down," Jenna explained with tears in her eyes. "Emma, we've been invaded."

"Who's invaded?" I asked with worry as I gently cradled Luna. My poor Luna.

"Daleks. Daleks and people who don't want the Doctor alive."