Doctorompa Who: The Paradox Games · Y/n story by @Monkeydan01

Ruby Sunday steps up to her front door. She looks tired, drained, but peaceful. She turns the key. She’s home.

Ruby Sunday

exhales Home.

She walks into the living room and leans against the wall. She closes her eyes. Her breath trembles slightly. A weak smile.

???

Are you okay there, Miss?

The image sharpens. A face fills her vision. Not threatening. Just concerned. Ordinary. Human. Ruby blinks against the sun. Sand beneath her fingers. Sky too perfect. No city. No walls. Just ocean. And a man crouched beside her. Oddly calm.

???

You look like someone who’s just fallen off a timeline.

Ruby Sunday

pushes herself up slowly, her head throbbing I was… home.

???

Home… on a beach?

Ruby Sunday

whispers, looking around No buildings. No traffic. Only waves.

She notices it last. The bracelet. Cold black metal around her wrist. She touches it. That wasn’t there before.

???

You okay there? You don’t remember how you got here?