The Doctor felt something, something he hadn't felt in a long time.<br/><br/>He didn't know who shot first, the brain eaters or him, with their lack of guns and his two guns. It was all much to confusing as he blew head after head of rotting zombie into mush. Both guns letting off the oxidized smell of ozone and rust as he finished shooting down four of them.<br/><br/>He felt ...<br/><br/>His snapped to his right as he heard the screams, grinning a bit as he walked over, shooting at the pursuing monster-men.<br/><br/>He felt like he was stuck in yet another universe with no consequence or cannon characterization.<br/><br/>"Your white knight is here mi'lady!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>