#another explosion

Explosions could be heard coming from the Doctor’s lab at UNIT headquarters, but this was nothing out of the ordinary. Smoke was coming out of the cracks around the door, and soon after the Doctor came out as well, slightly blackened and coughing. That was slightly worse than usual. He closed the door behind him. “Probably shouldn’t go back in there for a while.” He said, apparently to a strange device in his hands that was blinking red. “Oh, stop complaining.” He scolded it.

I don’t know what to do as I stand idly by and watch people die in front of me. This is the 7th (or 6th? i can’t count) explosion we had in the last 10 months. They block media and they block Twitter and they try to get us to shut up and I don’t know how any of what I’m writing here helps us but we are in need of help. I don’t know how, but please do not ignore all the dreams dying here. The government doesn’t care but we need help and I can’t do anything about it. I don’t know why I’m writing this but... please help. I don’t know how. I honestly can’t even wrap my head around it but... help. I fear for my and my family’s lives and my friends and everyone is dying i can’t