As the music started emanating from the TARDIS, Robin grew a little confused, her arms dropping from Harry's shoulders.<em>This</em>was what had been in her head? A piece of music? It made no sense whatsoever. Why would someone who apparently was so completely evil insert a piece of<em>music</em>in her head instead of something much more sinister?<br/><br/>Robin watched the Doctor trying to puzzle it out. If even his mind couldn't work out what it was for, then she knew they did have a serious problem. Listening carefully, a smile touched her lips as she heard the sounds of the individual instruments, playing in sync with each other. The violins, the cellos, the trumpets, everyone in harmony, creating something so much larger than themselves.<br/><br/>But then, she heard it too. The music seemed somehow... Empty. Like there was something missing but she couldn't work out what it was. And finally, the Doctor did. She could see it in his face as he stared at the TARDIS's console, unseeing. Shakily, Robin took a step forward.<br/><br/>"Doctor?" she said softly, taking another small step. He didn't hear her, or he wasn't paying attention. Apparently whatever it was that he'd figured out was much worse than he'd anticipated... And he was trying his best to cope with that. But then his gaze fell on her, and she gasped. He looked so lost... So sad... So scared. And that fright was easily the worst thing Robin had ever seen on his face.<br/><br/>"<em>It was you...</em>" he said, looking straight into Robin's face. She shook her head fiercely, tears welling up in her eyes, and started to speak... But then he looked past her. Toward the little boy who was behind her. Slowly, she turned, and the look on Harry's face was absolutely terrifying. "<em>It was always you.</em>" Robin looked on in confusion, and then Harry started to speak.<br/><br/>His voice... It still sounded like the voice of a little boy, but devoid of any kindness or innocence that it had once possessed. His eyes were full of malice and his smile was the personification of insanity.<em>The drums...</em>Somewhere, from a memory she'd picked up a long time ago from the Doctor, or perhaps something she was hearing now... She could hear them. The ever-constant drums.<br/><br/><strong>Boom boom boom boom. Boom boom boom boom. Boom boom boom boom.</strong><br/><br/>She let out a scream as Harry clicked the camera's button, and screamed even louder as he shot the Doctor. For a second, she was torn in two, not knowing who to go to. Tears were flowing freely from her eyes and she no longer cared that Harry was a little boy, because whatever was inside him was surely a monster. Jumping, she flew at him, knocking him to the ground.<br/><br/>"What did you do to him?" she screamed, her face wild with anger and fear. "Who are you? If you killed him, I will make you suffer a thousand deaths! I may be a friend of the Doctor's but I'm brand new and don't think for one second that I'll  be merciful!"