[Hopefully the ghost has been listening. Which, apparently they have, because soon after she's done talking to the Doctor, she'll feel a presence closing in. To say it's entirely pleasant feeling would be a lie. There's no way that having someone else's identity so fully fold itself over yours could be completely unalarming. But it seems gentle, for what it is. Careful and slow.
The hair on her neck will tingle. Then, she'll hear a voice - much like the Doctor speaking in her mind, but someone else. The voice of a young man.]
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The hair on her neck will tingle. Then, she'll hear a voice - much like the Doctor speaking in her mind, but someone else. The voice of a young man.]
Hey...Can you hear me?