Sorry, guys. This is another long one, also I was going to post this chapter last night but the power went out, so I had to wait until this morning. But guess what?!? There was a big thunderstorm last night (that why the power was out) and my sister and I were sitting on the couch and we saw a lightning bolt and it hit the road right outside of our house! It was probably 15 ish feet away from us! It was so cool though!!!!!!!!!! Anyways, hope you like this chapter! Good luck, love y'all!!

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Spa******

We all scattered around, trying to catch the beast.

"Bring me death! Bring me glory! My master, my lord, I'm here! Come to me. I'm waiting here for you. He has promised me a glorious death. Give it to me now. I want him to know my devotion." Howie yelled in a hallway.

[Room 216]

"Anything to do with you? How's it going?" Rita asked the clown that was in the room we were hiding in.

"Don't talk to the clown." I said.
Then something with hooves stomped past the door, it's horns scraping on the ceiling, and into the spa.

Second floor corridor******

I grabbed a baton of wood and Rita shuts the Spa doors. I  jammed the wood through the handles and let out a sigh.

"Get the mop." I say to Rita, she then grabs a mop and shuts the other door, sticking the mop in the handles. The Doctor then turns out the lights.

"Let his name be the last thing I hear. Let his breath on my skin be the last thing I feel. I was lost in shadows, but he found me." Howie said.

"His love was a beacon that led me from darkness to light, and now I am blinded by his majesty. Humbled by his glory! Praise him!" He said, he was in the reception, but we had him talking into a microphone so it sounded in the spa.

Spa******

"That's quite enough of that." The Doctor said and pulled the wires out, then we couldn't hear Howie.

"Nothing personal. I just think we should take things slowly. Get to know each other. You take people's most primal fears and pop it in a room. A tailor-made hell, just for them. Why?" The Doctor asked it, the monster just answered in a snarl.

"Did you say they take? Ah, what is that word? The guard? No, the warden? This is a prison." He kept going.
"So what are we, cell mates? Lunch? We are not ripe. This is what Joe said, that we weren't ready. So, what, what, you make us ready. You what? Replace? Replace what, fear? You have lived so long even your name is lost. You want this to stop. Because you are just instinct. Then tell me. Tell me how to fight you."

"My master, my lord. I'm here!" We heard Howie say.

"That's Howie." Rita said.

"He's got out." I said.

"Oh, bring me death." He said, I think he was near the stairs.

"No, no, no, no, no!" The Doctor said.

Rita and I burst in. "Stay back!" The Doctor told us. The monster smashed the glass, knocking me down.

"Rita, bring the fish." He told her.

"What, the fish? Oh, the fish." She said and grabbed the fish in a small fish bowl.

"Where'd he go?" The Doctor asked.

"Somebody hit me!" I said, holding my head.
The Doctor left, looking for Howie.

"Olive, are you all right?" Rita asked me.

"Yeah, but we should find the Doctor." I said and we left the spa.

We got to the hallway and then I saw it, my door. Number 42. It was like nothing else existed except for this room. I opened it and heard "Praise him. Praise him." in my head, and it made me smile. Just then Rita pulled me back and shut the door before I could understand what I had seen inside.

"You shouldn't have done that. What did you see?" Rita asked.

"Nothing. Nothing. I don't know. It was weird." I answered shaking my head slightly.

"Come on." She said and we started walking and looking for the Doctor and Howie.

I saw the Doctor beside Howie's lidless body, putting his glasses on him. Gibbs was coming from the opposite direction.

"He got free. He overpowered me. It might leave us alone now. Maybe now we'll be safe. Wait!" Gibbs told us.

We were back in the reception, I was looking at Howie's picture on the wall.

"You know, Howie had been in speech therapy. He'd just got over this massive stammer. What an achievement. I mean, can you imagine? I'd forgotten not all victories are about saving the universe." I said, still staring at his picture.

Rita had set the goldfish from the spa on the side table in reception, and we put Howie's body next to Joe's in the restaurant.

"Rita! Brilliant! How are you? Not panicking, are you? Good, good. Because I am literally an otter's toenail away from getting us out of here." He said, we were by the stairs now.

"Why?" She asked.

"Excellent question. Excellent question. Why what?" He asked confused.

"Why is it up to you to save us? That's quite a God complex you have there." She asked.

"I brought her here. She'd say it was her choice, but offer a child a suitcase full of sweets and they'll take it. Offer someone all of time and space and they'll take that, too. Which is why you shouldn't. Which is why grown-ups were invented." He replied.

"All of time and space, eh?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah. And when we get out of this, I'll show you too." He said with a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever it was, I have a feeling you just did it again." She tells him. The Doctor looked over at the CCTV camera.

"Right down to the smallest detail. Got you, Mister Minotaur." He said and went back down the stairs. Rita went up to the camera.

"Praise him." She said.

"Praise him. Praise him. Praise him. Praise him. Praise him. Praise him. Praise him. Praise him." The Doctor is going towards room 11.

"Of course. Who else?" He said and put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the handle.
I was watching from around the corner, but once he put the sign on the handle, I went back so he wouldn't see me.

"Oh, you beauty. Come on, big fellow, where are you? Rita, where are you going?" He whispered, I walked into the room to see nine screens on the wall. He then phones room 311, she heard it and picked it up.

"Come on, come on, come on! Come on." He said, waiting for an answer.

"Rita, where are you going? Can you take the phone into the corridor? Will it reach?" He asked, she then walked into the hallway and I could see her on one of the screens.

"You started to praise it, didn't you?" He asked, she nodded.

"Rita, come back, please. We'll find a way to stop it, I swear to you."

"No, I need to get as far away from you all as possible." She said, I could hear her on the screen.

"No, no, no, you don't. The creature only wants whoever's praising it." He said.

"And then you'll put yourself in its way."

"I'm coming to get you. Block out the fear and stay focused on your belief." He told her.

"The hotel will keep us apart. I could be fifty miles away by now." I could hear a growl from where she was as she was talking.

"I want you to do me one last favour, Doctor. I can feel the rapture approaching, like a wave. I don't want you to witness this. I want you to remember me the way I was."

"Rita. Rita, please. Let me find you." He pleaded.

"You stay where you are. Please, let me be robbed of my faith in private."

"Look, Rita. Rita. Go into the room. Lock the door."

"I'm not frightened. I'm blessed, Doctor. I'm at peace." A tear rolled down my face as she was talking. "I'm going to hang up.

"No. No, no, Rita." I whispered.

"Goodbye, Doctor." She said.

"Rita!" He yelled.

"Thank you for trying."

"Rita, please! Please! Please." He said and she put the phone down and waited, smiling as the shadow of the Minotaur was cast over her. The Doctor then soniced the monitor off.

More tears fell down my face and I hugged the Doctor, burying my face into his chest.

Restaurant******

Gibbs was reading the kitchen. There were three bodies laid out now. The Doctor, meanwhile, was smashing things in frustration.

"Okay. It preys on people's fear and possesses them. But Rita wasn't afraid. She was brave and calm. Maybe it's something to do with the people, some connection between the four of you that'll tell me how to fight it." He was ranting.

"Yes, you keep saying that, but you never do. And while we wait, people keep dying. And we'll be next." Gibbs said, he wasn't helping.

"Look, he will figure it out, okay? He just needs to think and he'll save us, he always does." I said.

"Oh, no. Oh, no, no." The Doctor said, running his hand through his hair.

"Doctor, what is wrong?" I asked.

"It's not fear. It's faith. Not just religious faith, faith in something. Howard believed in conspiracies, that external forces controlled the world. Joe had dice cufflinks and a chain with a horseshoe. He was a gambler. Gamblers believe in luck, an intangible force that helps them win or lose. Gibbis has rejected any personal autonomy and is waiting for the next batch of invaders to oppress him and tell him what to do. They all believe there's something guiding them, about to save them. That's what it replaces. Every time someone was confronted with their most primal fear, they fell back on their most fundamental faith. And all this time, I have been telling you to dig deep, find the thing that keeps you brave. I made you expose your faith, show them what they needed." He said, annoyed with himself.

"It wants her." He said, I was shocked.

"Me? Why?"

"Your faith in me. That's what brought us here."

"But why do they lose their faith before they die and start worshipping it?" I asked.

"It needs to convert the faith into a form it can consume. Faith is an energy, the specific emotional energy the creature needs to live. Which is why at the end of her note, Lucy said-"

"Praise him." I said.

"Exactly. Wait. No. Oh, please, no." The Doctor said, then we heard stomping and a growl.
We start running in the corridors. I then stopped at a crossroad.

"Olive? What are you doing?" The Doctor asked me.

"He is beautiful." I said, he was amazing. Like all I had ever been looking for.

"Leave her! Just leave her!" Gibbs yelled. The Doctor then picked me up and started carrying me, but I kept struggling. Didn't he want me to be happy? I just wanted to go see the thing that mattered most.
He half carried half dragged me into a room and shut the door behind us.

Little Olive is sitting on her bed,
looking out of the window. The Minotaur started banging on the door.

I dropped to my knees. This wasn't at all what I thought my fear was, not even close.

"Doctor, it's happening. It's changing me. It's changing my thoughts." I said, a tear rolling down my face, my voice all shaky.

"I can't save you from this. There's nothing I can do to stop this." He said, I whipped my head around to look at him.

"What?" I asked, another year rolling down my face.

"I stole your childhood and now I've led you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is, I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens." He said, he sounded sincere, but he always saves me.

Then the Minotaur bursts in.

"Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you. Glorious Olive, the girl who waited for me. I'm not a hero. I really am just a mad man in a box. And it's time we saw each other as we really are." More tears caressed my face and dropped to the floor.

The monster started staggering backwards the more he talked.

"Olive Johnson, it's time to stop waiting." He said, that killed me. All of it. I believed in him and he broke my heart, my mind, my entire existence.

The Minotaur collapsed and the Doctor went to it as the lights flickered.

"I severed the food supply, sacrificing their faith in me. I gave you the space to die. Shush, shush." He said as the hotel dissolved into a hologrid thing.

"What is it, a minotaur or an alien? Or an alien minotaur? That's not a question I thought I'd be asking this morning." Gibbs said, I was still kneeling in the floor, tears still streaming down my face. I was full on crying now, but silently.

"It's both, actually. Yeah. Here we go." He said, not paying attention to me.
He then started reading off of a holographic database.

"Distant cousin of the Nimon. They descend on planets and set themselves up as gods to be worshipped. Which is fine, until the inhabitants get all secular and advanced enough to build bonkers prisons."

"Correction. Prisons in space." Gibbs said, looking down through a porthole.

"Where are the guards?" I asked in a shaky breath, still crying and looking the opposite direction of them.

"No need for any. It's all automated. It drifts through space, snatching people with belief systems and converts their faith into food for the creature." He said, completely oblivious that I was still crying and now lying in the ground.

"See that planet there?" Gibbs said.

"Which one?" The Doctor asked.

"There. The grey one there." He pointed.

"Mmm hmm."

"That's where I'm from, though I suppose you knew that."

"I-It didn't want just me, so y-you must believe in some god or someone, or they'd have shown you the door too. So what do Time Lords p-pray to?" I asked, stuttering and sniffing a little while talking. I was still crying, but I was able to control it now.

"According to the in-flight recorder, the program developed glitches. It got stuck on the same setting, the fears from the people before us weren't tidied away." He answered, I think he noticed me this time, but didn't say anything. The Minotaur growled.

"What's it saying?" Gibbs asked.

"An ancient creature, drenched in the blood of the innocent, drifting in space through an endless, shifting maze. For such a creature, death would be a gift. Then accept it, and sleep well. I wasn't talking about myself." He said, then the creature went limp, dead.

"Could I have a lift? Just to the nearest galaxy would do." Gibbs asked.

"Yeah, just go wait in the TARDIS. We'll be there in a couple minutes, just don't touch anything." He told him. Once Gibbs was inside, The Doctor came over and sat next to me. We sat there in silence while I silently cry/sobbed. I wasn't full on crying now, just kind of crying.

He put his hand on my back while I had my head in my knees, my arms hugging my legs to my chest.

"Hey, you know, I still love you, I'm still your friend. I just needed you to forget your faith in me, otherwise it would have killed you." He said while rubbing circles on my back.

"B-but was it t-true?" I asked as another year slid down my face. I looked up at him.

"Part of it, you can't trust me to always save everyone. Especially you. Sometimes we get into trouble and I don't know if anyone will come out of it alive. And yes, I am just a mad man with a box. But I didn't take you along to be adored, no. I brought you with me because you needed it, and I did too. I can't be alone for very long, and you can't either. Six years is enough to drive anyone insane, but you aren't, you're strong. I need someone who is strong, someone who can stay strong when I can't. And I can do the same for you. We're a great team, and you need to know that I would never try to hurt you. Please, forgive me?" He said, I nodded and embraced him in a hug, almost knocking him down.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Always."

We stayed like that for a while before getting into the TARDIS and bringing Gibbs home.