Doctor Who: Big Finish - Short Trips [008] - Repercussions by Gary Russell

Author:Gary Russell
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction - Doctor Who
Publisher: Big Finish
Published: 2004-05-29T22:00:00+00:00

The Schoolboy’s Story

Trey Korte

There was a monster howling in Bobby’s closet. It wasn’t a scary-sounding monster, Bobby thought, more like a sad or sick one, maybe one like an elephant. Bobby liked elephants, and remembered writing an animal report on them for a school project. He knew that there were both African and Asian elephants, and the African elephants’ ears were larger. He knew that elephants’ tusks were made of ivory and this made them endangered, which meant that they might go extinct. He also knew that elephants were herd animals, that they were herbivorous, and that there were over 100,000 muscles in an elephant’s trunk.

He also knew that elephants weren’t in the habit of hiding in kids’ closets.

So, sheets clutched tightly, Bobby stared at the closet door and wondered what had made the howling noise. It obviously wasn’t an elephant, but something had woken him up at this time of late night/early morning when the moonlight gave everything a glow.

It probably wasn’t a monster either, Bobby decided, but he wasn’t sure what it was. And when the elephant noise had stopped, Bobby heard another noise, a gentle hum coming from inside the closet. And for a moment, Bobby thought he heard voices, normal voices, inside.

Bobby considered waking his snoring father sleeping in the bedroom down the hall. He didn’t want to though. He’d probably yell. Daddy yelled a lot now that Mom was gone. And anyway, there was probably nothing in the closet. He remembered the time he had heard a monster outside his window and had run to his father screaming and crying. It had been a tree branch tapping against the wall of the house. Daddy had been upset, saying that it was only Bobby’s imagination and that monsters don’t exist.

Yet something was making that humming noise. And if it wasn’t a monster, then what was it?

Bobby tried to ignore it, but in the silence of night, it only became louder. And the more he tried to ignore it, the more he found he couldn’t. Ignoring things never did any good, Bobby thought. Daddy and his teachers always told him just to ignore the other kids. It never worked. The more he ignored the others, the more they’d tease him. And this humming from his closet teased him the same way, not actively bothering him, but humming, as if to say ‘I’m watching you from this closet and I know you’re there.’ He had to investigate it. But he couldn’t investigate it. The down-faced night-light leered at him from the wall socket ‘Aren’t you going to investigate the closet?’ the clown seemed to ask. ‘Or are you chicken? Bobby Zierath is a chicken! Bawk! Bawk! Bawk!’ Bobby didn’t want to be a chicken, so he reached a decision. He held Buster, his toy puppy, close to his chest, and, taking several slow steps – stopping for a full thirty seconds each time the floor creaked – Bobby ventured towards the closet door and the humming. And mustering as much courage as he could, Bobby opened the closet door and looked at what was inside.

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