Doctor Who The Silence Will Fall Novels & Stories

A distant rumble shook the heavens. The crack above the city widened slightly. Everyone looked up. The darkness beyond reality was moving. Watching. Waiting. The First Silence. Nova felt it immediately. Not fear. Not anger. Curiosity. The First Silence was observing. Learning. Like it always had. The Third Silence noticed too. His expression hardened. "He's here." The First Memory nodded. "Yes." The city grew brighter. Silver light flooded the horizon. Then the world became quiet. Perfectly quiet. Every sound vanished.

Everything stills. The heart rate levels. The blue light in the pod stabilizes. And I freeze. What did I just do? Behind me, a sound. A soft electric click like a lock disengaging. I whirl around And the door at the end of the hallway slides open silently. Cold air spills out. Artificial. Chemical. Wrong. A silhouette stands there. Tall. Still. Watching me. Not Alexander. Not Clara. Someone else. The figure steps forward, robotic but precise. A security drone unfolds from the ceiling behind him like a spider dropping onto prey.

My mind really occupied with how and why Steffanie had suddenly turned into that monster. “What are you suggesting, doctor?” Silas squared his shoulders, staring the doctor down as if he had just told him to bite his own tail. A bead of sweat trickled down the doctor’s face, clearly afraid of his own ruler and the possibility that he might have offended the king of all wolves. The air is dead silent, and I could hear the doctor swallow before glancing at me nervously. He gulped, turning to Silas, wide-eyed. “A dark witch,” he whispered it like a forbidden word.

[The Silence of the Stone] The world didn’t end with a scream. It ended with a breath—his breath, hitched and shallow, ghosting against the hollow of my throat before the light took everything. I woke up in the white. It wasn’t the sterile white of a Macau lab or the blinding white of the spire’s overload. It was the soft, muffled white of a mountain winter. The snow was falling again, thick and indifferent, burying the charred remains of the obsidian needle beneath a blanket of cold mercy.

a voice called, distant but familiar. I didn’t have the strength to respond. My eyes fluttered shut as the darkness took over. Finally, silence.

"This hotel belongs to your uncle?" Nodding, he pillowed his head and lay on the floor, giving a click to the remote he held. The vault switched to a transparent top. "Here is where I speak to the silence, blame the world, and shed my tears." That somehow dimmed the glow hopping on her hand. She took a seat next to him. Under the soothing lights, his sharp facial features stood out even more, and so did his bottled loneliness. She understood the familiar silence. It was whispering, yearning to be heard after years of being ignored.

” And I’ll love you long after this story ends. Before Aria could answer, the ground shook violently beneath them. A deep crack split the battlefield from one end to the other. From the endless darkness below came a roar unlike anything they had heard before. Even Orion’s expression changed. The Source slowly turned toward the widening abyss. Its voice became grave. “The Silence” Everyone looked toward the darkness. The Source finished the sentence quietly. “has awakened its true form.”

11-BEING HIM Athena woke up in an unfamiliar room, her senses immediately assaulted by an eerie silence. She lay there quietly, keeping her eyes closed, trying to gather her bearings. The beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed matched her breaths, the only indications of her heartbeat, her existence in this strange place.

The guys built fire and earth barriers to protect themselves, but they weren’t strong enough. My ice pierced through the barriers, one going through Kaden’s shirt, pinning him to the ground. I fell to my knees, panting. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Kaden rising, but I had no strength left. Completely drained and exhausted, I couldn’t fight back. The last thing I heard was Kaden shouting my name, his voice back to normal, not like he was possessed, and then everything went dark around me.

The blood was warm on her and once his nostril caught its hint, he automatically surpassed her and started walking in the direction of the smell where it was coming quite strongly from. Noah came to the same room Aria had been in not long ago. Stopping on the doorstep as he peeked in, blood siphoned out of his body and he froze there. "Oh my god! Professor Springham!" He stared up at the body of an old man hanging upside down from the ceiling. Tbc...