//------------------------------// // Dreaming And Scheming-ing-ing-ing-ing // Story: Dr. Star Wars Chainsaw Massacre: the Next Generation is Magic // by GhostWriter17 //------------------------------// Doctor Oz's Shiny Teeth and Me A MLP Crossdressing to go with your salad Chapter 7: Ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing By GhostWriter17 -Page Break That I'm Too Lazy To Type- The Doctor dreamed while he slept. He slept and dreamed, and dreamed and slept. It was a comfy little sleep, one that he desperately needed. The Doctor hated being sleep deprived. Of course, if there was anything he hated more than a lack of sleep, it was being tortured. The Doctor had been tortured before, many a time, both physically and mentally... It was something he wished not to think about. Unfortunately, his mind wandered into that dark, destructive place, that hole in his mind that was the source of all of his rage and social disconnect... "Ya know, Doctor, I never knew it would come to this. I never even dreamed this would even happen to me, of all people!" The Doctor screamed in agony. "Of course, I'm sure there was no way you could have predicted this, either!" The Doctor was struck again, his screams echoing through the room. "Ironic, isn't it? You fucked me over, thinking you could just up and leave!" Once more, pain. "But, you never even dreamed that I'd find my way back to you!" The Doctor silenced. "What?! You take me on those adventures for over eight years and expect to just up and leave?! You take me for an idiot, Doctor?!" Another blow. Blood ran down his face. "You thought that after all I had seen, after everything I had witnessed, that I'd just go 'Whelp, that happened! Time to move on with my life!' and act as if nothing had happened?!" The Doctor breathed, trying to keep silent. "Agony. That is what I felt. Not just betrayal, or sadness, or anger. No. You left me in pain, Doctor! Agony!" There was an unnerving silence. "You left me helpless. I trusted you, loved you like a brother. And what did I get in return for all of my dedication? My loyalty? Desertion." Desertion. A word the Doctor knew all too well. His memory began to warp, forcing itself to stop the horrible event that he had begun to witness all over again. Instead, he saw sights that may have been worse: Names. Names flashed in front of the Doctor in his confused dreamscape. Susan. Barbara. Ian. Vicki. Steven. Katrina. Sara. Dodo. Polly. Ben. Lena Ioman. That name caused the Doctor pain. His sides hurt. He bagan to bleed. His heart ached. Faces he did not recognize flashed in front of him, all in a blur. Sweat pooled out of his pores. His body felt compressed, squeezed. Pain. Suffering. Darkness. Evil. Regret. Envy. Lust. Hatred. Victory. Loyalty. Kindness. Deceipt. Love. Magic. Honesty. Selfishness. Loathing. Generosity. Light. Hunger. Depression. Laughter. Animosity. Enmity. Apathy. Agony. Agony. Agony. Lena. Agony. Ioman. Agony. Agony. Agony. Agony. Agony. Agony. Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! Lena! Agony! Ioman! Agony! Agony! Agony! Agony! AGONY! AGONY!!! The Doctor awoke with a start. He was drenched in warm, disgusting sweat. His lips were chapped. His throat, head, and chest ached. Everything around him seemed... Off. He was still in the library, but everything was bathed in a pale blue light, like someone put that filter from that movie "Insidious" and placed it on the Doctor's eyes. Oddest enough, however, inside this kitchen, was what was inside it. Pans floated in the air, unmoving. Kitchenware, food, and other miscellaneous objects also floated in the air in the same manner. Twilight and Applejack held each other in a frightened embrace. Their faces were horror-stricken. They, too, were suspended in the air. Spock was collapsed against the wall, as if pushed back by some intense force. Nothing moved. There was no sound. It was as if time itself had stopped around the Doctor. It was as if, judging by the direction everything was suspended, this force that caused everything had come from where the Doctor had been sleeping. It was as if the Doctor had caused time itself to stop!