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CONTENTS: page Forever and a day

Editorial ----------------------------------

The Practice Jaunt

Two teleport methods cross---------

-words by Rachel Kadushin

A Time to Choose

Poem by Carol Mel Ambassador--

The Human Part.. ................•.. Poem by Carol Mel Ambassador--

The Zombie Master

U.N.I.T. on the Doctor's day off-----words by Lisa Savigano

Hey Doctor ................•............ Filk Song--------------------------------

-words by Ford Meyer

Doctor Who and the Daleks Dastardly Deeds ----If you think the Doctor's companions are weird, take a look at the new Doctor--"'---------.------------------------------ 12 -words by Cliff Winnig - art by Alessandra Kelly

The Web of Time ....•...........•••. Article-------------------------------

-words by Ford Meyer

Being With the Doctor is ..•••.•..Filk Song---------------------------

-words by Rachel Kadushin

Doctor, Doctor? ................•..... The Doctor meets some other23 doctors with which you may be familiar -words by 1. E. LaBame. - art by Maggie Leatha Johnson

Veste rday ...•...............••••.•••.•• Fllk Song----------------------------

- words by Rachel Kadushin and Jonathan Klein - art by Mary Ann Johanson

Who Else is copyrighted @ June 1986 by Fantom Alterations Press. All rights to original material reverts to the authors and artists on publication. Disclaimer: Who Else is a non-profit-Iow-distribution amature publication created soley for the plesure of its readers. Who Else does not mean to infringe on any previously held copyrights of any television studio, author, film studio, or written publication or book. [In person $3.25, First class mail (american dollars, no.cash) is $3.90. Inquire for bulk rates]

Hello, this is the editorial. It is now 2am, though I expected it to be so, hence i named the titile of this editorial in advance. Since I am quite tired, many things will be combined on this page. First, thank you for purchasing this 'zine. I was lucky to have the access to a laser printer and pass my good fortune on to you, the fan. If you have seen my earlier endevour, Fantom Alterations # 1. be yourself relieved. Everything in this zine should be clear enough to read, tyoes an spelling errors gexcept in this editorial) have been minamized, and you still have the benifit of a reduced colounm zine, though not as reduced this time. (Write Jonathan Klein for Superhero Supplement. Write Arthur Caldwell for Supernatural Supplement --see U. T. adds for further informantion) The reason this zine is called "Who Else" is that it is a Doctor Who and cross-overs zines. All the stories in this issue pertain to Doctor Who, not all of them are cross-overs. A second issue is planned for sometime in the spring of 87 and submissions and quries are wlecome for a primary deadline of December 1. Fantom Alterations #2 is being collected. This multi-media zine is what you guys make of it. Issue two is looking especially for Blakes 7 and would be intruiged by any Buckaroo Banzai or Misfits of Science. As always cartoons, filks and poems will be considered. all submissions typed, do not send orginals, inquire with S4SE. Letters of comment and commentary are alwyas welcome, if you have any burning issues to brave. A final word- FANTOM AL TERA TIONS Press is for the expressive media fan- WE DARE TO BE OUTRAGEOUS, SO SHOULD YOU.

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The Practice JauDt Stephan and Tyso had recently recovered .from a long period of time under a drug called synaptnll, and Tyso had to learn how to cope with his new power as a Tomorrow Person. His 12 or 13 years of life had been spent as an English gypsy. He was the youngest then as now, only now he was specia1. There were other peop!e who could wield their minds, but being one of four In England who could, made Tyso feel special. These people treated him as an equal- as a person not as a child. John, Elizabeth and Stephan; they were more of a family than his real one had been. His father had sold him to men who would use him for his specia abilities, and his mother did not even try to stop it. She just watched them take him. Now Tyso was learning. He and Stephan were going out for a practice jaunt. They had their white buckeled 'jaunting belts' on. This boosted their ability in teleportation. When Tyso had lessons for jaunting with Elizabeth, he had to jaunt without one. This trip was for fun.

********************************* The Doctor and Sarah Jane Smith were on their way back to Sarah's Earth .present after one of their adventures. "Shall we be materializing soon?" Sarah asked. "Hrnm?" was the only reply. "I said, are we going to arrive soon?" She was fIxing her hair in case they saw Harry Sullivan. "That's not what you said at all," answered the Doctor. "You said ... " He stopped in mid-sentence seeing Sarah's smile. "I just wanted to see if you were too lazy to answer or just not listening" she said as way of explanation. "Well I was listening" he said in a hurt voice. He then regained his 'usual' pompus air, "And don't say what you were going to say." "You mean about being lazy," she rebutted to her best friend. She smiled and cringed as if the Doctor might throw something at her; not that she felt that she didn't deserve at the moment The Doctor did not reply. She had lost him again to his thoughts. Right now he appeared to be thinking about the TARDIS. He was hunched over the center control column with a

furrowed brow. Sarah walked over to him and peered over his left shoulder. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Well, I'm not quite sure," he actn:itted." Sarah held her tongue wating for him to conunue. ...But mo~t simply said, materialization is being deleyed. It IS probably due to the interdimensional travel unit. I'll have to check to be sure." After a pause the Doctor continued-- "the strange part is that no alarms are going off." Maybe the alarms are broken." suggested Sarah. "No," said the Doctor. "Well, perhaps the old girl knows what she's doing." The Doctor fondly patted the control pane1. Sara did not say anything. She had known the Doctor for a long time. Still, though, his empathic bond with his ship, the ARDI~, was hard to get used to. Perhaps I am Just a bit jealous, she admitted ot herself.

The TARDIS lurched. Sarah fell to the floor--thrown half way across the control room. It was a small room but the fall still hurt some. "Are you all right?" asked the Doctor, rushing to her side in two of his long steps. "I think so." "We've materialized. Shall we have a look, Sarah?" he asked while giving her a hand up. Sarah rubbed her burn and straightened herself out. "Let's" she smiled adventuresome look.

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"Corne on." said the Doctor, leading the way and grabbing his coat. He mad sure he had plenty of jelly babies and then opened the TARDIS doors.

********************* One splash was followed by a second. Tyso and sSephan climbed out of the heated pool that they had appeared above. "What happened?" ask~d Tyso after dragging himself out. The older boy replied as he started to squeeze the water out of his sweater. "I don't know", he said matter-of-factly. never have landed in a pool before."

"I wonder where we are." Tyso said next, looking. about himself. It look like someone had put

the pool in a very large basement with a high ceiling. It looked like it had a white-wash paint job and someone had put out various potted plants and lounge chairs. A few magazines were strewn about laying on small tables next to the lounge chairs. "Another good question" Stephan answered. "Let's have a look." The blonde one nodded and followed the other's lead up the fire escape-like staircase.

******** John and Chris were trying to unwind by playing a game of cards when they heard a wheezing and grunting noise at the jaunting pad. A blue police box appeared. Both were, to say the least, quite surprised. "Ever see something like that before?" Chris asked John quickly. Chris is a non-tomorrow person, but a good friend of John's knew that Tomorrow People with all their mental skills could not kill even to defend themselves. Chris wanted to make sure this was something friendly or harmless. "Well, police boxes haven't been around f?r years. And I have never seen one appear out of thm air. No." John answered evenly. "Tim?" John asked the organic computer that he constructed and later installed in its focal point in the ceiling of the haven he made for Earth's developing psionists when he first became a Tomorrow Person. "The outside appears to be a police box, circa 1962." "We can see that!" snapped Chris, impatient and worried. Tim appeared to be stalling, "But what about the inside?" "You will not want to hear this." "But we do" said John calmly. "As far as my sensory equipment can detect; either the inside does not exist or its size is too large to determine with my sensors. "What do you ~ean-- 'Too large'?" said ~oth of the men in unison. "I mean," said Tim continuing, "that either there is nothing inside or it contains virtually a whole dimension." They stared at it for a few moments dazed. They were finally brought back to reality with the sound of the 'Police Box' opening. Chris went for a . stun gun. Two humanoids stepped out: a man and a

woman.

********************************** "Hmmm." said the Doctor, looking around, "Interesting place we've landed in. Don't you think so Sarah?" Oblivious to her, not replying to her tugging on his arm, he continued, "Could be a spaceship. What do you think Sarah? What is it.." He responded to her incessant tapping on his arm. The Doctor "'" looked at her and then saw what she pointed to. To very insistant young men were standing in frot of them a few yards away. One of them was pointing a sort of â&#x20AC;˘ ray-gun a the Doctor and Sarah.

*********************************** "Stephan, we've been looking for a way out of this place for ages." Tyso said wearily. "We have tried jaunting, Tyso, but we just do not go anywhere. Still, there must be some way out of this building or whatever. Come on!" "I wonder what's behind this door." said Tyso curiously.

*********************************** "Now, now gentlemen" said the D~c.tor with a most practised large warm smile and farmhar words, "no reason to get hostile." Unfortunately! ~ough, when the Doctor smiles as such he looks qUIte msane (rightly so) and people tend to trust him.less. J:le Also tends to talk in a slightly condescending VOlce that comes with repeated practice. "Who are you?" the brown haired unarmed one demanded with a .forcefullook in his eyes. "That's right." said the Doctor, taking a step towards the young men. "Don't move and answer the question." said the one who had not spoken before. He held the weapon. Sara stifled a giggle. It couldn't be that bad the Doctor was up to his old jokes. "Well if that is what you want"said the Doctor as he ran hi; hand .through his wildly curly hair, "why didn't you ask in the fIrst place." Before either of the two young men could reply to the contrary, the Doctor continued. "I'm the Doctor and this is my best friend, Sarah Jane Smith. Before Chris could question them further, John addressed the computer. ''Tim?''

"No, I'm the .... " the Doctor was cut off by Tim's reply. "Yes John?" "Are they Terrans?" the Doctor observed the computer and was impressed. He c~uld not r.em~mber the humans of this time (he had estimated hIS arne of arrival within 300 years) having made such a computer. He surmised that it was organic, perhaps even cybernetic. Whoever these people were, they were smart. If they were on a spaceship or colony, it would be most likely that some lone genius made the computer and took of with his people. T~e Doc~or was sure it was made by humans and not an mterfenng other race because the computer had a name and most likely a personality. The humans had this cruious and practically single quality of naming their artifical creations familiarly. "Yes and no. The female humanoid is most certainly of Earth. I have no corresponding data on the male other than he is organic." "All right, What are you?" said Chris in an authoritative tone. The Doctor started to move toward them again. "This is a Martian death-ray gun. I suggest you remain where you are." The Doctor relaxed. Well, thought Sarah, he must have a good reason for that. She relaxed too. "Poppycock!" exclaimed the Doctor. The two young men startled, looked at each other. The Doctor continued. "The Martian race was a peaceful one. They never developed a 'Death-ray'." John spoke to Chris's mind. *Well, they don't seem hostile. I suggest we make freinds with them before they become so. It is the only way we will learn anything from them. * The Doctor raised his eyebrows detecting the extra brain activity of the one called 'John' before the other lowered his weapon .

Doctor was convinced. Sarah murmured to him. "And don't they have swing doors on space ships?" "Spaceship?" said Chris so thoroughly confused he tossed the gun aside in exaggerated defeat.. The Doctor shushed him because he thought he fmally found an intelligent, rational person to talk: to. He faced the newcomer. "Hello" he said pleasantly. "1 don't believe we've met. I'm the Doctor. My friend Sarah and I here are lost. If your references are correct, this is not a spaceship, but probably Earth in the 1970's." "Quite right," said John, having somewhat regained control of the situation. "You're on Earth. London in fact" "Ah, London. didn't miss after al1."

Did you hear that, Sarah? I

"Yes, Doctor, London." she said evenly. It appeared that they were probably about two or three years too early; it also did not seem possible for that date for this room to be part on London. John saw he was loosing control situation. "So you are time travelers then."

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"Presently." Replied Sarah, "My what an odd term for me to use. Wait a minute, 1 didn't say anything about time. I was only thinking of it." She struck an accusitive position. "Douh, Sarah, don't worry yourself about it. John is a telepath, aren't you John. A rather rude one though." "A telepath. Dh." She was about to accept it out of something that would be natural to happen when with the Doctor, but then she said realizing. "But Doctor, we're not supposed to be on an adventure: this is London. We've come to see the Brig and Harry." "Remember the Crinoids."

"That's better." said the Doctor with a cheery tone. "Have a Jelly baby?" he offered the bag of candies toward them:

"Dh, yes." deflated.

dissapointed

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"Yes," said Elizabeth, walking through the door smiling. "You know, the fave food of the fab four."

"How did you know 1 was telepathic?" was losing it and knew it.

John

Chris interjected somewhat more relaxed, "I didn't know you were so up on the Beatles, Elizabeth; after all, they did break up a few years ago."

"Didn't 1 tell you? I'm the Doctor. Elizabeth," he smiled to her, "you are one also if 1 am not mistaken." He was polite to her, because she had been civil to him. "Your attitude suggests that you have been scanned to room before entering."

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"Yes, quite right. telepathic. "

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"Indeed!" "Elisabeth!" exclaimed John. Althuough Chris had given up, John was not finished. He would not let the endearing quality of the alien "Doctor" to win him over as quickly as Elisabeth had. *Really John-- you're getting so paranoid these days!* Sara didn't hear a remark but, the look in the black wo~an's eyes suggested that she had just sent John a cntIcal message on the order of telling him to shut up and keep his cool. Chris sat down and covered his fa,ce with his hands. John finally accepted the proferred jelly baby . Sara let out her breath, which she had been holding in the past few very tense moments. She quietly shook hands around ahd started to talk with Elisabeth. "... so when I am not travelling with the Doctor I'm a journalist." , "Hmm." she said guardedly.

earth People never developed their psionic potentials to that great degree." "Dh, you've misunderstood." Explained Elisabeth. "The future Earth does contain a significant percentage of 'Tomorrow Persons' but only a few of them are time Guardians. And they do not travel by sheer will power, but with technology which requires psionic prowess to operate." John looked like he had somehting important to say. "Doctor, I know you're interested in our Earth but there is something that demands more immediat~ attention. Stephan and Tyso went for a jaunt at about the time of your arrival. They are not back." Chris had made some semblence of recovery. "That's right. Anything could have happened. Do you suppose they are safe?" ********************* "It's no use, Tyso. Somthimes I think that we're going in circles, except that some rooms are fanriliar and others are different"

The Doctor was finally having an intelligent conversation with John, who is knowledged, but gets offended easily when he is not in control of a situation.

"Yes, it's almost as if they were rearranging themselves."

" ... so we are the next step in evolution for man." The Doctor had listened to his whold speech without interruption.

"Look! That room through that door had racks of womens' clothing." -Stephen, though in late teens, was still wary of women.

. "You said that you teleport then?" "Jaunt, yes. In fact your machine is on our main jaunting pad." The Doctor turned toward the TARDIS. "Don't worry, old girl. I'm sure he didn't mean it. Did you John?" John looked confused for a moment but then read the Doctor's meaning and gave a slight nod of his head in the direction of the TARDIS. The Doctor continued. "Well, I was thinking that perhaps activity of your Jaunting Pad interfered with my own dimensional transfer unit" " ... We've known other time travelers. They are a group of furture type Tomorrow People that are guardians of time," explained Elisabeth to Sarah. "Really! I have never heard of them. Earth people?" The Doctor overheard and broke his conference with John to address anyone who might be listening. "Neither have I, Sarah. Another proof that this is not your Earth but an alternate dimension. Sarah's

He had been with Elisabeth and John since he was younger than Tyso and had not experienced normal teenage development. Tyso backed into a lever in the room's center. There was a humming sound. *Uh, oh! I've done it now, Stephan.* *Well, we haven't been fried, so I guess it's all right. * "Look!" exclaimed Tyso. A vertical portal opened to display a view screen. "Doesn't show much, does it." said Stephan skeptically. "Just grey, like a metallic wall." "Well, we still have those double doors. This is the second room that had had them. The other room was more brown though." *Yes. Also neither had door knobs, and both rooms had this sort of central control station. * Stephan was formulating an idea. Tyso started to catch on. *The lever was on the center station. *

"But there is more than one

situation, but Elisabeth explained it quickly to him through her mind. She was the first to speak.

"What about that one?" Stephan pointed to one that was more of a rotating handle than a lever and didn't appear to be attached to any important circuitry.

"Corne on, I'll get you two some towels." She smiled and put an arm around Tyso and Stephan and they jaunted to somewhere else.

*All right, let's do it * They each put a hand on

"Well, I guess it was getting crowded in here." was all the Doctor could say. He needed to get used to humans popping aobut. Of course, he looked as unflappable as ever; just a little more sane.

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All in the modified 'disused' part of the underground turned towards the TARDIS hearing the sound of of its opening door. Tyso rushed out foll~:)\~;d ~y a still soggy Stephan. "John, Elisabeth, Chris! SaId Stephan, cathing his breath. "Well,':, said the Doctor, beaming at the newcomer~. The gang seems to be all here now." S~eph.an lIfted a questioning eyebrow in John's ~Irectlo~. John rolled his eyes and threw his hands up 10 .d~sparr. S.arah addressed them having captured the spmt of the sItuation. . "You boys are lucky. You could have been lo~t ~n the TARDIS for weeks or months. Even I know Just a small part of it." No one spoke for a few tense moments. Tyso did not know what to make of the

"Doctor," said Sarah quietly a few hours later, "This had been a pleasant afternoon or whatever, but I think we better be going to see Harry .... and the Brig. Don't you think we had better be going? You do have the time-space coordinates; we can corne back another time, you know." She ended it brightly.

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"Well, I suppose you are right," he said reluctantly. "I guess we'll be going now." He put his tea cup down on the white table under Tim and it disappeared with the rest of the diry dishes. They said their goodbyes to the now relaxed John, Chris, Elisabeth, and the freshly clothed Tyso and Stephan. The two friends entered the T ARDIS. been a bizzare if not interesting day.

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Jion't act so surprised Doctor, that I have decided to stay with Biroc and the others to help themfind andfree their brothers. It has been largely by your influence that I now do what I do. I face the same decision that you once did on our distant world of Gallifrey-where I must ask myself if I should adhere to the traditions and restrictions of our Timelord culture or follow my own path. I have made it quite plain to you before, Doctor-that I don't want to return home. I wish instead to remain in E space where I can enjoy my freedom

and do what I fet!! is right without catering to the decisions of a Timelord council. It was difficult to choose; but now that I have done so it is easier to follow through. Thus I am my own person: Romanadvoratrelundar with my own life to live. It has been your influence and.example, Doctor, that has given me the insight to truly appreCiate this freedom and to act for myself. the path lies before me. My steps tread my own destiny. I wonder what I will do, what counsequences I will face?

But that is part of the challenge of being a lady of time, isn't it? To travel through time and space and influence for itfor good knowing that my decision . was right.

By CarolMel Ambassador

Thank the fortunes that be that there was still enough humanness within you, Noah, to preform your last noble act. I know, I cannot fully appreciate your torment while being posses seed by a Wirrn, who sought humanity's destruction through you. Yet you fought well, Noah, for your personalityto seep through the alien control and warn Vira, to still care enough for her, and the others of this ark to-lead the Wirrn swarm away. Now they no longer pose as a threat and you gave your life, along with the swarm. I will not forget that it was the human part of you that survived long enough to ensure the ark's safty. I bet you were a very good man when you were alive; and I shall, for the rest of my.Ti.melord's years mourn your pa~slng.

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Th. Brl •• di.r. C.P\aln Bl.ckw.ll •• nd a ,oun, .oldl.r na •• d O.w.on W.r. b.ln, .hown Into \h. Trl •• nl.n E.b ••• y b, • hulkln •• 1.n\ 0' ••• n. Tho Brl •• dl.r look.d .t hi. wl\h ob.lou. d1.t •• \•. H. w ••• bou\ .1. 'oot .l,ht .nd look.d a. I' h. h.d onc. b•• n • bo •• r. HI. bro.d fac. look.d •• l' • • 1.nt '1.\ had •• a.h.d Into 1\ .0 •• \1 •• In th. p•• t and 1\ h.d b•• n .Ilow.d \0 h•• 1 n.\ur.II,. wl\hou\ • doctor'. h.lp. His .outh w •• '111.d with ,.llowod t•• \h '11.d \0 point •• n~ h. s.ll.d o't.n. whiCh ••••• d to ol.turb D.w.on .o••wh.t. Th., w.r. I.d throu,h • l.r, ••• t.l ,at. Into •••• 11 courty.rd .nd 'roo tn.r. th., w.nt Into \h. con.ul.t. It•• l'. Th. Brl,' ••• n•• tl •• no •• c.u.ht • whl" 0' tho puzzlln •• c.n' \h.t ••••• d to p.r •• d. th• ..nor. It ••••• d to Irow n.lth.r .\ron,.r or w•• k.r. no •• tt.r which w., hi. n.ad turn.d. H. trl.d \0 ld.ntl'y It. but 1\ .lud.d hi •••• ory. Th., w.r •• hown Into \h. O"lC. 0' Mr. C.or •• Mok •• \h. r.r ••• ntltl •• o. Trl,.n. H. dldn't rl•• to a•• t th•••• nd \h. Brll.dl.r .oon ••w why. Mok. w•• con'ln.d to • wh •• lch.ir • Mok. war. tho .o.t ••• zlna •• I.c\lon 0' clo\h •• \h.t •• d. \h •• y•• Wlnc •• nd \h •• to •• ch turn. Hi • trou •• r. w.r. r.d ch.ck.d In puc •• hi •• hlrt w •• In •• h.d. 0' .r •• n \h.~ could ani, ~. \.r •• d .b.r' •• hi. J.ck.t w •• \h. wor.t. d.Yllo or.n •• \rl ••• d In .un y.llow. Th. Brl •• dl.r wlnc.d .\ th •• 1.h\. H. wond.r.d wh.r. Mok. '0\ hi. clo\h ••• a \r •• hbln .o.t 11k.I,. Th •• I.ck .11k \1 •• nd whl\. cotton .l~ ••• h. wor •• In\.nd.d \0 •• k•• f•• hlon .\.\: •• n~.onl, •• d• on•• t.\ ••• n\ \0 ••• rybod, ••• In. It Vuk . Mok •• \r.\ch.d out hi. h.nd .H.llo Colon.1 L.thbrlda.-S\.wa.\ •••• "Brl ••dl.r •• \h. Brl' .\.t.d \•••• 1, • .Brl •• dl.r \h.n, I a. C.or •• Mok.. I und.r.\.nd you wl.h \0 In.p.ct th. con.ul.t ••• H •• qu •• k.d In a hlah-pl\ch.d •• ou •• -llk •• 0IC:. .Vou •• , cour •• , but •• y I Inqulr. a. \0 why ? .S.curl\y •••• on ••••• ld \h. Brl •• dl.r. f.llln, b.ck on on •• f hi ••• ny ••••• 1•••• cu •••• \h.\ h. d••• lop.d \0 .1 •• an .n.w.r whl1. r.all, •• ,In& no\hln •• cou •••.• Mok •••••• d \0 find It funn, • b.c.u •• ~t •• ld••• hook In .11.n\ I.u.h\.r .nd \•••• f.11 fro. hi •• y... .Vou can look .n,wh.r. you wl.h. I will •• \ V •• I \0 .how you around •• H. ,u.h.d a button en hi. lnt.rco. and \h ••• n

"My Droth.r An~l. h.'. a1••• p•• roo! "rho pollC. c.n h.ndl •. al••• p•• r.nc ••.• "Not th1S ono. she .obbod .th.y h••• dlpl0 •• tlc 1•• unlty. Th.t's Why I ca•• to you. Vou .r••• ultlnat1.on.l 'orc •. " •How did you find out .bout us ? .My brothor IS • r.port.r. h. kn.w • wo •• n c.l1.d Sar.h J.n. S.lth. Thoy woro .ood 'rl.nas .nd .h. \old hi.. H. told ••. H. w.s In•• stl,.\ln. \h••• b••• y b.ln. bull\ 'or \h. n.w r.publlc Trl ••n. h.' •• r.por\.r you •••• •nd h••• id h. h.d 'ound .o•• \hln •• \r.n •• , H. wouldn'\ \.11 .0 wh.t It w•••• h••• ld •• 11.ncln. \h. Brl •• dl.r'. n•• t r••• rk .but It .u.t h••• ~•• n pr.tty l.port.nt boc.u •• h••• ld h. w ••• 0In. ~.ck on Saturd.y nl.h\ to In••• tl••\•• nd h. h••n'\ b••n ••• n .lnc ••• She coll.p •• d In\. \•• r•• •_.11. \h. Brl ••• ld r.luc\.ntly .H.' •• nly b•• n •on. 'or two d.y •.•••.•• •Hot two d.y. f. crl.d An •• l•• 1 ••• n\ \h. S.turd.y b.'or.. H. h••n'\ ~••n ho •• In ••• r • w••k I. •A w•• k ? •• ld \h. Brl,.dl.r ••• undln. conc.rn.d .Oon'\ worry. w. Will In••• \I•• \. \hl •• MI •• L.ln, w.'11 b. rl.ht on It .• .Oh \h.nk you f. An •• la •• ld •• \111 cryln •• \hank you •• ry .uch .• She w.lk.d .Iowly .u\ ., \h. r.o •• Th. 8rl' pu.h.d hi. In\.rc •• ~u\\On .Cap\.ln Bl.ckw.ll f. h••• ld .\.rnly. •V ••• lr ? •• k.d hi••• c.nd •1 •• ,0In. \. In.p.c\ \h. n.W •• ba•• y .f Trl •• n._ Arr.n •• f6r • \wo-.oldl.r ••cor\ .nd .\.p on 1\ ,. h. ro.r.d. •V••• lr !. a a a Th. n.wly con.\ruc\.d ••ba.ay had 'a a\ran ••••• 11 \0 1\. No\ \ha\ .f n.W wood •• lu. or \h. all,h\l, burn.d ••• 11 of pr.' ••• I.n.ll, put down c.rp.\ •• ~u\ \h •••• 11 of r.r. h.rb ••• du.\y •• u.\, ••• 11 \h.\ puzzl.d \h. no ••• Oown ••• cr.\ corridor. fl•••• d In .\on. w ••• ••• 11 .00.. Th. foc.1 poln\ w ••• I.r•• wood fir•• 0••• whiCh hun •• l.r••• bl.ck.n.d c.uld.on. Bunch •• of drl.d h.rb. hun. fro. bl.ck \hr •• d .n wood.n •• f\.r. Th. w.ll. w.r •• \.In.d • dark .ra,. 11.h\.r In •••• ,lac.! \han o\h.r •.

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with th. fil.d t•• th •••• ~.ck in. S.ilin.ly h. •n••h.d hi. t•• th t••• th.r .nd I.u.h.d I.wdly •• D.w ••n Ju.p.d. .C•••• h••• id In • d•• p •• IC••• 1 will .how ,.u .rownd.. Still I.w.hin •• h••• it.d th. r•••.

f•• tprlnt dl ••• p••rin, Int•• w.ll. H •• tr.k.d hi • •• u.t.ch •• b••nt.ind.dl,. So •• thin, w •• wr.n. h.r •. V.r, wron,. H. didn't tru.t Mok. or V •• l. th., ••••• d to hold b.ck two w.rd. for •• ch on. th., .p.k •. H. f.lt •• h.dow fall .cro •• hi. ~.ck .nd I.ok.d up Into tho f.c •• f C.pt.in Il.ckw.ll .V•• l I. c•• ln, b.ck .Ir. h•• l,ht ,.t .u.plclou •• " Th. Irl,.di.r nodd.d .nd .tood. V •• I w••• trldin. .l,ourou.l, t.w.rd. th•• with. 'rown .n hi. hu, • .c.rr.d '.c.. H ••• on ,ot up to th ••• nd cr •••• d hi. hu, •• u.cul.r .r ••• You b. w.ntln' .u.pln ,. h••• k.d, di.pl ••• ~ In hi •• oic •. .No. no: •• ld th. 8rl •• dl.r qulckl" too qulckl, h. r•• llz.d Ju.t ••• llln, tho flow.r.. I .r.w th •• ,ou know."

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W.rr.nt Offic.r I.nt.n w ••• nJo,in, • hot owp of t•• with An,.I. L.in.. She h.d .topp.d cr,in, •••• ti••• .nd ••••• d .woh •• r. o••po•• d n.W. •Why did you •• k f.r ,r.t.cti.n .i •• ,. h••• k.d curl.u.ly •• If your ~r.th.r h••• nly di ••• p•• r.d •••.•• .W.Il •• An •• l••• id f•• rfull, .1 h••• n't f.lt •• f.

• inc. Andl di •••p•• r.d ...• It•• I.o.t •• If .o•• on. w •• w.tchin, ••• nd w.itln •.•.•• h. tr.ll.d .ff .nd look.d n.r.ou.l, out th. kitch.n window •• hi ••rin •. .W.itln, ?" Qu.stlon.d S.nton "W.itln. for wh.t ? •1 don't know" .h••• id .h.kil,. n•• rly br •• kin, into t•• r. "th.t'. wh.t frl.ht.ns ••.• e.nton •• ,•• roy.d .round th. kitch.n. A. h. .I.nc.d out th. window. h. notic.d •• oy ••• nt in th. bu.h •• n•• r th•• d,. of th. prop.rt, c.u.ht hi •• '0. ~. lo.n.d no.r.r to th. window .nd .tr.in.d hi. to th•• pot •• utt.rln, "How wh.t'. th.t ?" "Wh.t'. wh.t 1" ••k.d An,.l •• p.rpl ••• d. "It'. prob.bl, nothin. " 8.nton r•••• ur.d h.r "I'. Ju.t ,oln. out to t.k •• noth.r look .round th. ,round •. " H. ,ot UP .nd w.lk.d out th. b.ck door. clO.ln. It •• cu.rl, b.hind hi.. H. w.lk.d o•• r to wh.r. h••• w th •• o•••• nt In th. bu.h... Hothin ••

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Th. J•• P thund.r.d down th. lon.l, r•• d. p••• in, • f.w hou ••• on th. w.,. Th. Srl •• di.r t.pp.d th. dri ••r on th•• hould.r "tak. u. b, Mi •• L.in.'. hou ••• I w.nt to •• 0 If .n,thin. h•• h.pp.n.d." Th. J•• p .wun. on to • twi.tin ••• ri•• of ro.d. .nd finall, turn.d on to • pl •••• nt r•• id.nti.1 drl ••. Down th. ro.d • fl.ur. w •• h.illn. th ••••• th., dr.w clo •• r. It r•• ol••d Into W.rr.nt Offlc.r 8.nton .Wh.t h.pp.n.d MI.t.r I.nton 1" h••• k.d .; I•• pt fro. 'h•. J•• p. 8.nton ••pl.ln.d .nd tho Irl.'. f.c. ,r.w .rl •. H. kn.w wh.t h.d h.pp.n.d to h.r, but h. dldn't know wh, or how. but h. would find out .oon .nou.h. "M.k •• 11 .p•• d to UNIT HQ '" h. thund.r.d •• h. cli.b.d Into th. J •• P. follow.d b, 8.nton.

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A .udd.n .t.nch •••• il.d hi. no.tril ••• horrlbl. rottln •• tonch. Ho wrinklod hi. no ••• nd, with th. b.rr.l of hi. ,un. pu.hod •• Ido tho br.nch ••• f • bu.h. A h.lf-footprint w•• c.ptur.d In tho cl.,.y .ud which th. bu.h w•• root.d In. .50" 8.nton .utt.r.d "So•• thin, w•• h.r•. " Fro •• o••wh.r •• h••d h. h•• rd • .ut.d hl.h-pitch.d ,i •• l.. Cock in, hi. ,un. h•• lowly .o ••d Into th. for•• t. Up .h••d •• o•• thin •• o••d 1ft-tho bu.h... Th. r.ttin, .t.nch w••• tron,.r h.r., and S.nton r.l ••d hi.' fr•• hand to .hl.ld hi. no.tril.. Th •• i,.lin, w•• loud.r now, .0 80nton .o•• d .or. c.utioucly, Without w.rni" ••• fl.ur. 1••Pt fro. th. bu.h •• to on •• ld. of 8.nton. It I.nd.d b.for. hi •• nd .ad. hi. ••• r.fl •• i•• ly. It w •• horribly rott.d. but t.rrlbl, • li... Wor •• writh.d at ••• ry orific. in tho horribly ,rlnin. f.c.. Mo.t of it'. lip. w.r. ,on., .xpo.ln, it'. t•• th In a t.rrlf'ln, I•• r. A. e.nton r.i•• d hi. ,un to fir., .o•• thln, atruck hi. fro. b.hlnd and .11 w•• black.

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Aft.r tho •••• in.l, .ndl ••• Journ., to UNIT HQ th. 8ri,.di.r di ••• p•• r.d Into hi. offic •• nd ,ot • C.n ••• on th. phon.. : W.rr.nt Offic.r S.nton round.d up .11 tho ••• Il.bl ••• n .nd .t.rt.d h.ndin, w •• pon.. Th. troop c.rri.r w •• fill.d with •• n. but D.w.on w ••n't th.r •. Ho tor. off to ••• rch for hi. whll. tho •• n In th. troop c.rrl.r wond.r.d wh.t w ••• oin. on .nd on. or two wl.h.d tho Doctor w •• th.r •. e.nton r.n down tho corridor. of UNIT HQ .nd fln.ll, found O.w.on •• kin. out with tho coff ••• Irl . H. took hi. b, tho coll.r .nd pull.d hi. b.ck to tho troop c.rri.r while •• cl.i.lnl 'Vou no •• r .i ••• ch.nc. to •• k. out, do ,ou ?" D.wson .hook his h••d co.pl.c.ntl, "H••• r." h. r.pllod.

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Shortly th. Sril.dl.r hurri.d out of hi. offic., .houtln, "Ml.t.r 8.nton '" Jnst.ntl, 8.nton .pp.~r.d .Y.s .Ir ?" "C.t th••• n into th. ~~op carri.r. T.ll tho drl •• r w.'r. loa. to tho •• b••• , of Tril.n .• "Alr •• d, 1~ •• ir." r.pll.d e.nton P~~~. "V.r, w.~n tho Sri, •• id .J ••• oin, .w •• ,d th• .tt.ck ., •• If. "J. th.t wi ••• ir ? qu •• tion.d 8.nton .Don't qu •• tion ., ord.r •. " h••• id "p.'•• th. w.itln. I.t. to •••• Th. 8r.-.di.r hurri.dl, .r•• d hi ••• lf ~.. • .t.n lun. H. ch.ck.d tho .ction on his pi.tol .nd : hol.t.r.d 1\.

An •• l. w.tch.d tho pf.c. wh.r. 8.nton had p•• r'd Into th. und.rbru.h anxiou.ly. Th. whi.tl. of. t••pot ro•• ". tortur.d .hri.k .nd .h. r.luc t.n, turn.d to turn down tho •••• I•• h•• o••d b.ck to tho window. .h. h•• rd • knock on t • kitch.n door. ~ '. hurrl.d to unlock tho door . •a, •• "Oid you find .n thin. Mi.t.r 8.nton.. • Th.n th•• t.nch hi. l.•r, .h •• t•••• r.d b.ck. Th. l•• rin. f.c. of th. zoabi. look in. down at h.r w•• th. l•• t thin, .h••• w •• th. bl.ckn ••• clo ••d In around j' •••

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It w •• n••r th•• nd of tho tour .nd the Irl,.dl.r w ••• tlll not ••• ti.fi.d. H. w••• ur. th.t •••• r.l •r••• h.d b••n o••rlook.d but h. couldn't b. ,0.ltl •• , Th., w.r. now In ••• all courtyard •• rd.n whloh h.d •••• r.l .tr.n, ••• ri.tl •• of forl ••n pl.nt. ,rowin, In It. A ••n .tood t.ndln, the flow.r •• nd .I.nc.d th.lr w., h. p•••• d o••r th. n.wco ••r••• If th., w.r. nothin" but wh.n h••• w V •• I. h. bow.d hi. h•• d •ub.i •• i•• l, and ca•• tow.rd. th... V •• l whl.p.r.d •o•• thin, In hi ••• r .nd h. bow.d hi. h•• d ••• In .nd w.nt In.id •. D.w.on ••••• d .ntr.n~~d ~, •• or,.ou ••• rl.ty of blue flow.r ,rowln. clo••• ,.In.t • w.ll. H. ~.nt down to .nlff • b••utiful c.rul ••n bl.o •• nd .udd.nly ~tu.bl.d b.ck. holdln, hi. no ••• Cor, th.y ••• 11 .wful ,. h•• xcl.l •• d. V•• l .nl, •• r.d n•• tll, .Stlnkhorn flow.r •• h••• ld .nld.l, .nd .ni •••r.d ••• in. Il.ckw.ll p.ui.a to .nlff c.utlou.ly .t • d••p pink flow.r "Wh.t kind of fl.w.r 1. thl. ? h. lnquir.d. V •• I I.ok.d .t It .Do.n know. h. fln.lly r.pl.d .You'll ha •• to •• k on •• f d. ,.rd.n.r.. D.y ••• 11 nlc. thou,h.. H. w.lk.d .n. r•• dy to c.ntlnu. th. t.ur Il.ckw.ll .otl.n.d to hi•• nd h•• nlff.d th. fl.w.r. H. w••••• rpow.r.d b, • r.ttln, .,.nch. H. lo.k.~ _qzzl.d .nd pull.d •• ld. th. br.noh •• to •••• h.lf

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Srl,.dl.r L.thbrldl.-St.w.rt ,Ick.d up th. •••• phon •• nd •• ld"Co ••• ut Mok •• nd brlnl tho ,Irl with ,ou! W. know you .r. Inth.r. wlth.h.r,. Nothln, .o •• d In the .Il.nt E.b ••• ,. Th ••• n .hlft.d n.r.ou.ly .t th.lr ,o.t., th. c.ll .f • nllht bird .ound.d In tho .tllln •••• , tho •• I•• t .u••• r ••• nlnl, Fro •• o•• wh.r. th.r. w •••• uffl.d Ir.tlnl .ound .In.l.d with tho ~r ••p of h••• y f•• t. Th.n tho .1 •• 1In, at.rt.d. Th. t.11 'laur •• otlon.d f.r the .col,t. to dr ••• .or. qulckl, .nd JOin the o~h.r In.ldo, Tonl.ht h. would call O ••ball.h-W.do, who would al •• hi., Abl.ol.th. tot.1 pow.r •••r th. d•• d. Th.n h•• nd th. oth.r bl.ck •• Ilclan. ln .11 the .th.r Trl ••nl.n E.b ••• lo. Would c.ll th. d••d ta l1f. fro. th.lr co'fln. to ••••• cr. tho 11.ln.! Th.n th., would ~. tho ••• tor •• f th. world '" Th. fl.ur ••• II.d bo"•• th tho ••• k. HI ••• r.ant.

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The Doctor was dead, and nobody was happy. Arlendria, Jacques, and Kamelion looked down at the limp figure on the floor of the T ARDIS control room. The laser bums left most of his coat scorched, to say nothing of the Timelord himself. Having just escaped from the man-eating turtles of Galapogos VI, the Doctor and his companions had fled the laser blasts of the reptiles' intelligent .overseers. The Doctor had opened the TARDIS door and had insisted on shoving his companions in first. Unfortunately, he was riddl~d by laser fire before he. could save himself as well. He had just managed to stumble into the TARDIS, close the doors, and set the TARDIS in motion when he expired.

London where he had mistaken the time travelling device for a common Police Box--was thinking of neither his reputation nor his world. His sole~m thoughts entirely concerned the strange extraterrestnal whom he had called his friend. But most bizzare of the three was the silver robot Kamelion Mark II. Although gifted with shape-shifting powers, Kamelion was now in his normal form. His thin silver body supported a distinctly kindly face. But now that jovial face ~id not betray his true feelings, for of the three, Kamehon had the most reason to grieve: the Doctor had created him. Modeled after the original Kamilion, this version had more of a will of his own; consequently, Kamelion could not be controlled by others, but he also had stronger feelings and was by far having the worst time of it

None of his companions worried about the fact that they were now alone in the TARDIS--which they could not control--and that they didn't know where they were going. None even thought of their unlikely prospects of ever returning to their home planets. They thought only of the Doctor, who had sacrificed himself so that they might live. .

The Doctor's body now starte,d to glow with ,a greenish-blue light. In fact, the 11ght covered hIS form with a translucent glow of not less than ten inches in radius.

The three who stood there mourning much different in appearance and background:

"Shut up!" yelled Kamelion. "He'~ not some biology experiment for you to s~udy~ WI~ all your carefully studied magic you can t bnng hrm back to life!"

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Arlendria the Enchantress was not even from the Doctor's dimension. The TARDIS had picked her up when a random circuit broke down, piercing the dimensional barrier at an impossibility factor of two to power of the eight million, seven hundred forty three thousand, six hundred twelve to one against. She had long silvery blue hair, matching eyes, an~ a flowing purple robe. Her soft features made her qwte . attractive to humans, renegade Timelords, and most other creatures in the cosmos. But now those' same features were twisted by grief, and tears flowed from her eyes instead of light. The second figure was a man from Earth, France to be specific. He very much looked the part of France's greatest detective, with his lo~g ~ trench coat, plain brown hat, sharp nose, and plercmg, e~es. But now Chief Inspector Jacques Clouseau-~ITl;lssl~g since he had entered the TARDIS on a ffilSSlOnm

"Maybe that's what happens when Timelords die," suggested Arlendria morbidly.

"No!" she snapped back, "but 1might be able to save our skins when we fmally land. You ~OU,~~ only tum yourself into a turtle and sneak off to hide. "I was going for help!" Kamelion shouted back defensively. "Look!" cried the Inspector. "He is miiving!" "WHAT!" the other two cried in unison. "The Doctor, he is miiving in that light there!" "What is 'miiving'?" asked Arledria. "Muving! You know, stirring!"

"Oh, moving," they both said. "That is what I have been telling you, you seelly people," said the Inspector.

pass the time, whilst Arlendria just stared into space through the view screen, her eyes emitting a soft lavender glow. "I wonder where we're going," Arlendria said wistfully.

"Good afternoon!" said the Doctor. They all stared blankly at the strange figure inhabiting the Doctor's tom and burnt rags.

"Be quiet! Can't you see I am trying to concentrate, you seelly person?"

"Didn't I tell you about regeneration?"

She, of course, couldn't see--she was looking out the view screen, watching the stars.

added.

"Checkmate Kamilion.

The Doctor was acting very strange, and nobody was particularly thrilled It had been three or four hours since he had rather quickly explained regeneration and had left the control room babbling something about a new costume; his old clothes, they all readily admitted, had been pretty well trashed by the Turtle Lords back on Galapogos VI. The new Doctor looked extremely different. First of all, he was fully four inches taller than before. In addition, he now had fair skin, a largish aquiline nose, purple eyes, and straight burgundy hair, which seemed to constantly get in his eyes. His personality was also very bizarre, but he explained some of his weird actions--such as his reciting EI Salvadorian love poems--as being part of the "normal regeneration process."

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"But we have just started playing, you mechanical bag of bolts!" answered the flabbergasted detective. "Nevertheless, I will checkmate you in twen .. . my god, what have you done?" Kamilion was staring at the Doctor. The Doctor was wearing big black boots, purple trousers with white stripes, a tacky Hawaiian shirt (predominantly green and orange) over which he sported a black leather jacket. But worst of all--the worst single thing he had ever worn--that hat--oh, that hat! The Doctor was wearing a green and white sombrero more than three feet across! "Do you like it, guys?" asked an ancient but naIve Timelord

Kamelian and Jacques were playing chess to Bumble hurried as fast as his tired body could move him down the long metal corridor. He raced past the Radiation Control Room, heading straight for the Director's office. Two more lefts and he would be there. Maybe the Director wouldn't yell at him for being late. Then again, maybe the sky would tum pink this afternoon too, he thought to himself as he turned the second left There he was--the Director--waiting front of the Central Computer Unit.

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"Where have you been, Bumble? You are late again! It has been eighty-six seconds since I sent you out." The Director's harsh, cold voice boomed accusingly at him, as it had always done. At least ever since Bumble's accident Bumble had been a crack stormtrooper once; he was going up for promotion the next month. But it all fell apart when he was ordered to repair some

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shielding for the Radiation Control Room. No problem, he had thought. The radiation shield he was given was guaranteed by the Director to be fully functional. All the Radiation staff had merely contracted atmospheric poisoning from being out of doors too much the previous day. He had repaired the machinery and everything was fine. Until he started making mistakes. He started dropping things all the time, became light-headed, and was given to daydreaming --something NEVER done by those of his race, especially by supposedly crack stormtroopers up for promotion! It was then that, since he was continuously dropping things and pushing wrong buttons, he earned the name Bumble. Then one day he fainted completely. His colleages would have left him for dead, but they wanted to study the effects of the radiation. So they operated. They did cure his dizzy spells and most of his manual dexterity problems, but the operation had one side effect: Bumble no longer wanted to hurt anybody. He didn't tell his superiors, but they slowly guessed, after he had taken too many prisoners in battle. So they retired him from the armed forces--the usual method of which was by death. But Bumble was a case history. They wanted to study him further. They kept him around just as long as he was good as a go-fer and didn't interfere with anything. Besides, they wanted'someone to laugh and yell at, and Bumble was too terrified of everyone else to ever interfere with the War. They had taken his armaments away; he wouldn't need them--after all, Bumble was the first pacifist ever to be a member of the warlike race known as the Daleks. "Have you been listening, Bumble?" roared the Director. "You've been daydreaming again, have you not?" he guessed correctly. "1 should have you ex-ter-min-at-ed!"

The land had once nurtured forests, grasslands, jungles, swamps overflowing with living things. Now, only a vast desert stretching from horizon to . horizon remained to greet the strange blue box appearing out of the winds itself. The lonely desert ~ .. and something else! Meanwhile, inside the blue box, the creature that called itself the box's owner was wondering where it had taken him: "Confound this navigation circuit!" boomed the Doctor. "It never registers correctly!" "You're looking at'the atmospheric readout,"

said Arlendria, who had managed to pick up a large amount of knowledge about the T ARDIS during her short stay. "I'm going to my rhume, " said Jacques. "You're whst?" asked everybody except the Doctor, who was too busy trying to figure out why he couldn't use the barometer controls to affect the directional stabilizers to notice. "My rhume. agitated inspector.

Where I sleep!" replied the

"Oh! Your room," they all said--all except the Doctor, who was busy trying to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow by adjusting the monitor controls. Suddenly, the Doctor looked up and saw the newly reactivated view screen, seeing the desert which stretched seemingly forever in front of him. "We've landed!" said the Doctor proudly. "One of my best landings. I didn't even feel it!" "That is because we landed five minutes and twenty-three seconds ago," said Kamelion. "Oh!" replied the Doctor. "I thought it was a rather smooth landing," he said, suddenly remembering that he had been trying to figure our where they were. . "Well," said the Doctor, "the controls are acting funny again, so I'm afraid we have to go exploring to find out where we are." "Are you sure you're feeling. okay ,", as~ed Arlendria cautiously, her eyes glowmg a plercmg deep purple. "Of courseI'm fine," said the Doctor, suddenly getting irritated. "Well you' don't have to get so defensive!" cried Arlendria. "I'm not getting defensive, I'm getting irritated!" shouted the Doctor. "Let's get Adric and go!" "You mean J acq ues?" said Arlendria cautiously. "Of course! That is what I said!" Isn't it? he thought to himself.

(QlhrmJP)ftcslr fhl~: Five minutes later, four alien figures stepped out of a strange blue box in the middle of the desert and headed east "Where are ;we going?" asked Arlendria as she stared at the featureless desert that surrounded them. "East/, answered the Doctor simply.

said the Doctor, smiling as he nodded to Arlendria.

"Why are we headed east?" asked Arlendria.

The latter, stepping away from the others, entered a trance. The glow in her eyes lowered to a mere. ~iolet flicke:~~d sh~.began w~ving her hands

"Because we're in the desert," replied the Doctor, as if his answer made any sense. After he realized Arlendria was still confused, he added, "One always heads toward the setting sun in deserts. It's just the thing to do." "But the sun sets in the west," complained Arlendria. "Oh yes, why so it does," said the Doctor bashfully. They walked in silence from then on. Meanwhile, in the Director's office, the Central Computer detected the intruders and began broadcasting the alarm. "Y ou must get the intruders!" yelled the Director to several stormtroopers. "But take them alive. We need more workers." The stormtroopers rushed out of the office, onto the planet's surface, and headed west. Within ten minutes, they had encountered the Doctor and his companions. Turning a bend, the Doctor ran straight into one of the stormtroopers. He fainted. However, in the split second before he fainted, the Doctor had time for several fleeting thoughts: Oh no! Daleks! They'll capture Romana! Wait! She's not with me anymore. I must get through this regeneration crisis! Why is it that every time I teleport randomly in the T ARDIS I wind up on Skaro?

in odd patterns. opened.

WIth a click, the door to the cell

"Oh no, this is going to be just like Galapogos VI," thought Kamelion miserably. "

As if on cue, the Doctor turned to Kamelion. You know what to do."

"Yes," replied Kamelion reluctantly. assumed the shape of a Dalek.

The Doctor and his companions were placed in a cell with several other slaves and told to wait for further instructions. From the slaves, the Doctor learned of the Daleks' dastardly desire to construct and deploy a devastating doomsday device that would decimate everyone in the galaxy except the Daleks. Naturally, the Doctor was appalled, partly because he hated doomsday devices and slave labor, but mostly because he hated the insane alliterations his fevered mind was creating.

He then

Arlendria began another incantation. Several seconds later she disappeared. All the slaves looked completely bewildered. . .. "Don't worry," said the Doctor. "She's just â&#x20AC;˘ mVlslble, and he just looks like a Dalek. Now I want all of you to go and cause as much trouble as possible. Do~'t try to leave the base; you can't â&#x20AC;˘ escape yet. Frrst we have to stop the chief Dalek. Unless he's eliminated, they'll be too organized to allow anyone to get away."

After thinking about a plan for a suitable amount of time, the Doctor turned to Zorb, one of the slaves, and said, "It's time to leave."

"We'll do our best," replied Zorb bravely He then ,led his fellow slaves out of the cell. .

"~ut.nothing ceu;tget through that door," said Zorb, pomtmg to the reinforced steel door of the cell.

. "Jacques," s.aid the Doctor, "use your detective skills and fmd therr control centre. Meet me outside

"The Daleks mistook us for three humans,"

the cell in twenty minutes." "You can count on me, sir!" replied Inspector as he quietly left the cell.

the inexcusably large hat was talking to the slave in the trench coat.

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"Good work, Inspector; your snooping is top notch! Scotland Yard would turn green with envy if I told them!"

"What's wrong, Doctor?" asked an invisible Arlendria joyfully. "You're thinking clearly!"

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The Doctor was about to tell him not to mention it, but he was cut off by the Director, who, at the word "Doctor" had grown furious. "You are the D?ctor!? "You have changed again!" boomed the Drrector. You must be exterminated!" "~ ~ouldn't do that if I were you," said the Doctor WIth a t~umphant smile. "You see, if you shot me, you mIght damage this." The Doctor held out a small piece of machinery he had removed from the Dalek doomsday device.

Bumble rushed down the halls on another errand. Turning the comer he smashed directly into a stormtrooper. Bumble was terrified. ':I'm very sorry," he muttered helplessly, fully expectmg the other Dalek to begin screaming at him, . , . or worse. ' , But the Dalek didn't yell at Bumble. contmued down the corridor as before.

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"The neutron polarizer!" screamed the Director. "Without that to stabilize the Device, it will destroy the entire planet!"

, Bumble couldn't believe his sensors! This sort of thmg ~ad never happened to him before; when he b~mped mto other Daleks, they always yelled "3.t hIm--at the very least! Maybe, thought Bumble, he had foun~ another Dalek like himself! He decided to follow thIS strange Dalek.

,, "y.~s, it will!" said the Doctor with a gleam in hIS eye. Unless you agree to release all the prisoners and stop this insane project of yours!" "Maybe we should release them," said Bumble timidly. "After all .. '.. "

Whilst Bumble was busy following Kamelion the Doctor wa~ trying to find and destroy the Dalek doomsday ~evlce. Blast,these alliterations! thought th~ Docto!, Just,~hen I thmk I'm recovering from my regeneratIOn cnSIS I begin to bring out this babbling nonsense! Alarms started going off. Good! thought the Doctor, Zorb and the others have started creating the commotion we need! Ah ... What have we here?

The Director cut him off. "You idiot! Never in Dalek history have we had to negotiate with our enemies!" the Director yelled, temporarily forgetting much of Dalek history. "Oh, come on!" the Doctor said. "You shouldn't talk to your fellow Daleks that way! And he seems like such an intelligent chap!" The Director ignored the Doctor's comment considering it unthinkable that anyone would come t~ the defense of so incompetant a creature as Bumble. Bumble, for his part, was astonished; he too considered it unthinkable that anyone should come to his defense.

In the Director's office, nearly total chaos ruled. Repor:ts of slave uprisings were being reported everywhere 10 the complex. Curiously, none of the slaves had tried to escape the fortress. The Director coul~n't unders!~d their motives, so he yelled contmuously at hIS inferiors. '

Then the Director noticed something behind the Doctor. "We have had enough of your interfering, Doctor! Now you must be exterminated!" said the Director gleefully, or at least as gleefully as a Dalek can sound.

""!ou idiots ! You must stop every slave! Extermlnate them all! Bumble! This must be your fault! You forgot to lock the cell again!" Bumble, who had just come in after the stormtrooper, was too terrified to answer his superior.

Then several things happened in rapid succession: the Director, who, unknown to the Doctor, was equipped with a new, highly powerful electromagnet, snatched the neutron polarizer from across the room. Kamelion, trying to intercept the

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neutron polarizer, reverted to his normal form and dove for it while it flew from the Doctor's hand to the Director's magnet. Jacques began pulling out his gun, but slipped, sending him sliding across the floor of the office, out of harm's way. The Dalek stormtroopers that had just come up behind the Doctor opened fire. Arlendria, who was still invisible, betrayed her presence by screaming, "Doctor! Look out!" Kamelion, having missed the neutron polarizer, accidently dove into the Doctor, sending them both tumbling out of the way of the weapons being fired bv the Dalek storm troopers. The Doctor's hat flew off his head, getting disintegrated. Arlendria began casting a spell which she knew she wouldn't finish in time. Jacques slid into a wall, knocking himself out temporarily. And Bumble made a quick decision.

"But I thought the Dalek device will destroy the whole planet," said Arlendria "It would have," said the Doctor, winking at the confused enchantress, "had I not made a few alterations I didn't tell the Daleks about. But we must ~urry," he said, shaking Jacques until he woke up. Come on, everybody! Let's get out of here!" said the Doctor, leaving the Director's office and gesturing for the others to follow. "But what about the nice Dalek?" Arlendria. "He can't move."

asked

"He must be dead by now, " said the Doctor sadly. "Those containers are life support mechanisms. "

"Get them!" yelled the Director. He omitted his usual "you idiots" because he was so happy to have the neutron polarizer back. But just as soon as his happiness arrived, it left him, for he saw Bumble approaching the p0wer centre of the Central Computer Unit. "1)C'1't!" yelled the Director, but he . ;"as too late. .L> :.; Gble smashed the main power .~ntre. Everything in the complex turned off, r:: ;. ::luding the mechanical bodies of the Daleks, which were receiving power from the floor ..

, "He saved our life! We can't just leave him Just because he's probably dead!" "

"Ve,ry well," said the Doctor, Wheel hIm along, but hurry!"

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Just then Zorb and the other slaves arrived. "We caused the confusion, Doctor, now .... " Zorb stopped speaking, seeing that none of the Daleks were moving. Ignoring Zorb's confused face, the Doctor rushed by him. "No time for explanations! We must get out of here before the base explodes!"

Suddenly everyone stopped. It occurred to th.em all simultaneously that any such Daleks must . still be active. As if on cue, laser bolts began firing overhead, and the sound of "Exterminate!" could be heard distinctly from behind. Everyone ran towards theTARDIS. ':This, is just like Galapogos VI," thought Kamelion InlSerably as they were running. Somehow everyone managed to get into the fifJl

TARDIS without getting shot and without asking why it was bigger in the in,si~e than it was on the outside. The Doctor dematenalized the TARDIS.

"And what might that be?" asked the Doctor. "We lost that awful hat of yours!" she said teasingly.

The Doctor had returned Zorb and the others to their home planets and had made a portable power source for Bumble. Despite the new arrival, things were pretty much back to normal in the ~ ARDIS: Arlendria was reading manuals, Kamehon was beating Jacques at chess, and the Doctor was trying to figure out where they were.

"Well, one good thing resulted from ,our adventure on Skaro," Arlendria said. "BesIdes finding our new friend, that is," she added, patting Bumble on the dome affectionately .

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"That reminds me!" shouted the Doctor happily, rushing for the wardrobe room. "I have another hat that I'm sure you'll like even more!" he said, disappearing from the control room. Everyone's annoyed eyes were on Arlendria. Her own eyes dimmed to a soft, embarrased lavender. "Well, I didn't think he'd have another one," mumbled Arlendria helplessly.

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According to the good Doctor, established hisotical events are part of what is known as the Web of Time, a sport of fixed chronology of the Universe. If historical events are changed by meddling time travelers, the Web of Time would unravel, with cataclysmic results. Fine. That only wipes out virtually every histoical story in the series. For example, in "The Gunfighter"(first Doctor-ed), the Doctor tries to prevent the gunfight at the OK Corral. In "Attack of the Cybermen", he is worried that the Cybermen might be able to prevent Mondas from being destroyed in 1986. In "The Pyramid of Mars", a favorite of mine, not only is he afaid that Sutekh might be able to destroy all life on Earth in the twentieth century, but he takes Sarah Jane(who is from 1980) back to 1980 after llill. stopping Sutekh, and finds Earth a barren wasteland. The Doctor explains that time ~ be changed. So what about the Web of Time? .

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Imagine the Web as a sheet of knitted fabric. Historical changes strain or deform the fabric to a varying degree. If the Doctor had successfully prevented the gunfight at OK Corral, the fabric would have been barely affected, prehaps a loose tiny thread, as universal history woull not be very ~fferent. If, however, the Earth v'as desroyed mstead of Mondas, the lack of human participation in future history and the possible expanded role of the Cybermen would cause a rip in17l.efabric that could leave it falling apart. Thus the Doctor can not change major historical events, i.e. prevent the Holocaust, World War One, the Black Plague, or anything else that could seriously change major historical events. He can, at least, attempt to prevent a certain soldier fom dying in a war or save a cat from a tree it originally starved to dec...~ . in. So how was the Doctor able to trave! to , 1 alternate 19801 How about this: a major ch; 1ge i I history begins to unravel the Web of Time, not i I a great rip, but in slow stages. At first, as the fabric of the Web of Time buckles, alternate futres, presents, and pasts, begin to appear. At first only a few appear, during which time it is

possible to travel to them, but as more and more appear, the Web destabilizes and finally collapses. Therefore, if the Doctor had not returned to defeat Sutekh, the Web would have been destroyed as a result of his own inaction. So why, for instance, did the Cybermen atttempt to prevent the destruction of the Mondas if doing so would lead to the destruction of the Web and therefore the Universe and themselves? th~ only ~xp~anation ,is that, althoughtey understood the pnnclples ?f tune travel, they knew nothing of the Web. ThIS would seem to indicate that the Web is not a natural element of the Universe but something unrelated in origin to time travel it~elf. It must have been created artificially by an advanced civilization with a total mastery of temporal physics. And to the best of my knowl~dge, the only one race knows of the Web. Th~ TI?l~ Lor~,s of ,~allifrey.{constucting or mazntalmng a Web would prevent sideways trave.l, allow them to travel in the same time-space contznum an~ ~e.turn to 'their' world. This may have some lzmUlng factors if one considers the dark and .light gaurdians of time as more powerfull non-Gallifreyans and a limit in "Frontious" to how far a Time Lord can travel.-ed ends interuption} , ~veryth,ing we know about the Time Lords fas mto thIS theory. An ancient Time Lord Rassilon, is said to have captured the nucleus of ~ black, hole and imprisioned it within the Citadel of the ~Ime Lords, somehow giving them the power of tIme trave~ {and rege~eration}. Clearly, although SOCIety at the time of Rassilon is shro~ded in the mists of time (no pun intended), Galllfrey must have already had an incredibly advanced and powerful civilization if the technology was availble for Rassilon to enter a ~lack hole without being crushed beyond atoms mto what my astronomy teacher calls "goo". It therefore seems quite possible that they would be able, to create the Web in order to assure their dommance over the affairs of the Universe. So why did the Time Lords try to use the Doctor to prevent the "Genis is of the Daleks" an ~ct that would change history. All I can suggest IS that the Gallif~ey~n government, like any bureaucracy, has Its mcompetents in powerful plac~s. Perhaps they thought that they could ~anipulate ~e Web, though the Daleks' immense ~pact on hIstOry makest his seem unlikely. Most likely, somebody in power did not know what he w~s .talking about and suggested the Skaro mISSIon. For another thing, it seems strange that no matter whether the Doctor has travelled forward or bac~ard in time, every visit the Doctor makes to Gallifrey seems to take place after the last one, i.e.

he has never visited Gallifrey's past or future. This would seem to indicate that Gallifrey is somehow separate from the Web of Tiime. Also, as in the TARDIS between visits, it seems that the inside of the TARDIS is temporally linked with Gallifrey. For example, when the Doctor visits twentieth century Earth, he is quite literally in two times at once. Outside the TARDIS he is in the twentieth century, but inside he is in whatever time period the Gallifrey stories take place. Incidently, it seems likely that time travel is impossible on Galli frey , having been prohibited{or excluded} from the Web. Surely the Time Lords could not allow someone to change their own history! Appearently, someone meeting his past or future self is very dangerous. However, the energy released by the meeting can be absorbed by the right kind of technology if it is near by, as it was when the Brigadier met himself. However, the Time Lords can manipulate the Web to cancel out the enegy releaase, as happened each time the Doctor's different selves met.

BElING WIl1l1HI1I'1HIlEIOO'ClrOIft ns (To "Will)' Wonk a's SugaIboat Ferry Ride) ---13yRachel Kadushin Hying high, 'cross the sky in a sfiip of not quite pure Imagination Where you're never all quite sure of your destination Youll go on, from one, adventure to another And frOm there your problems are just beginning Youll be attacked. sacked and racked. and only just escape But when you're free youlljust want to start again So if you want to have a jolly good time, Just look the Doctor up, -or maybe hell find you first .. Pop up and wisk you away. Youll go high, in the sky, and belive a Police Box can fly Y~~ll go up through the stars -VlSltMars

At first the Doctor may annoy you But then you're sure to beco~ his friend Eventuall)' when you leave him Youll be forever looking <for him>. around the bend. Farewell Doctor with your TARDIS. is anything amis? You take a bit of me with you -and I'm alone.

. It s~ms to ~e that all of the Doctor's previous mcarnatlons, WIth the exception of the fifth Doctor, have been recalled to existence after their "deaths". To bring them back to participate in the same adventure changes history to a small degree, as each new Doctor has made an intialreaction to his new apparance after regeneration that indicated that he did not know what to expect until it happened. As events have changed for these Doctors, they are essentially new people independant of the original Doctor and his futur~ life. The Doctor we have come to know and love through their portrayals by William Hartnell and Richard Hurndall, Patrick Troughton, Jon Pertwee, and Tom Baker( soon to be joined, I am sure, by Peter Davison{say Ford, he's won me already}), as well as the current Docotrorplayed by Colin Baker, are all still out there with unknown adventures waiting to happen . The Editor invites comment and futher speculation in letters or articles on the subject of the multitime-space continium

Doctor, Doctor? It was a spring afternoon, fresh after a rain shower. The Darrowby hills rolled smothly into the distance. Cattle and sheep grazed along the rocky ground within stone walled feilds. All that could be heard was the sounds of some animals and workers, and a wheezing, groaning sound that could be taken as a broken tractor or the run down, third hand transport of some local resident. An attentive observer could determine, however, that the source was more unusual. On the hiltop, next to a rock ledge, a tall blue shape was shimmering into existance. It's appearence seemed too urban for this rural location. Once it had solidified and the light on top had stopped flashing, the lettering "POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX" could be read on its top. This was an anachronistic object for this location, partially because of its usual urban use, but mainly because such objects were just being built and were rare even in London. A door opened on one side of the blue box. Out of the doorway stepped a somewhat excentric looking character. He was garbed in striped pants',a cricket sweater and a long, tan tweed Jacket. His young appearance hid his true age, which this person, known only as "The Doctor", had onc,e reported to be "750 and. holding". ("After all what s a century or two among friends.") He pulled a Panama hat out of his coat pocket, unfolded it and put it on. After taking a couple-of deep breathes he turned towards the T ARDI~ and called inside. "Tegan, Nyssa, are you conung or not?" Tegan called from inside. "I'm looking for my umbrella!" "But it's not raining," the Doctor returned. "I know. But it looks like it's going to rain and I'm not taking any chances." This was one Australian who had learned to be ~ prepared when it came to an outing with the Doctor.

balance. With a yell of suprise he went over the lip of the rock ledge. Nyssa and Teagan ran outside when they heard his yell. They did not see the Doctor anywhere. Once they looked over the ledge, howerver, they saw him lying on the bottom. They scrambled down the incline to him. He was out cold. "Now what do we do?" muttered Tegan, her hands on her hips with elbows out even when kneeling. Nyssa looked up the bank, brushing herself off as she stood. "Well, we can't drag him up there ourselves. Perhaps we can get some help from someone around here." "If we don't get chased off first." The tone of Tegan's anwer was of irritated dis pare. "What do you mean?" Nyssa asked. Aggitated, but understanging of Nyssa's ignorance, Teagan explained. "I grew up in a remote farm area like this. They don't like to have strangers around uninvited." "It's worth a try, isn't it?" Nyssa's force of speach was only controlled by her tightly clenched fist. "After all," she said continuing "we don"t have much of a choice, do we now." Tegan gave a short nod and the two set off in search of help. Within a few minutes they came upon a small farmhouse. The farmer, George Smythe, confronted them as they approached the house. "What would you be wan tin , 'round here?" the farmer asked with suspicion.

"What," the Doctor said with mock horror, "Don't you trust my weather sense?"

Tegan, detecting the unfriendliness in his voice, quickly explained. "It's the Doctor, he's been hurt."

"No!" He heard the the double echo of Tegan and Nyssa calling out in unison. .

"Well, it's about time he got here," grumbled, "Where is he?"

The Doctor smilled to himself, but the smile quickly turned into a frown. As he had been talking, the Time Lord had been walking backwards, his face to the TARDIS. Suddenly there was nothing under his foot. Try as he might, he could not keep his

"Just over that hill there," Tegan pointed in the direction frowning, "I think he tripped over a ledge and knocked himself out." "That'll be young Farnon then. That"s the

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sort of thing He'd go and do. Come along then, we11 get the lorry and fetch him." They followed Smythe over to the truck, and climbed into the passenger side. Tegan felt quite at home in the truck, it reminded her of her home in Australia. Nyssa, on the other hand, had never encountered such a rough form of transport, and regarded it with a sense of disbelief. After a short, rough ride, they arrived next to the Doctor. .Smythe looked up to the T ARDIS,

Back at Mr. Smythe's barn Tristan Farnon, a young, blonde haired veterinarian, was examanining one of the horses. He, along with his brother Siegfried and James Herriot, operated the local veterinsy office. He put away his equipment and stood up. "Well Dr. Farnon," said Charlie, the farm hand, "What's wrong with Nellie? could it be the disease? are we going to loose all our stock to it?" "Now there's no reason to get upset." he said to assure ~imself as well. He was rushing his speach, as It was when he was upset; his voice had gone up a pich. "I'm sure there is nothing to worry about. I've given her a shot to make here more comfortable, so she'll sleep for a while." Tristan started to slow down, and he caught his breath. "Call us if there is any change." Tristan walked out to his car. He hoped that he had relieved any fears that Charlie might have. Now he had only himself to convince that nothing was wrong. He drove away, not noticing Smythe' truck approaching from the other direction. Smythe drove his truck up infront of the house as Charlie was comeing up the walk. "How's 01' Nellie doin'" he asked.

:-V0n~ering w~at this object was, and why it was mtudmg on hIS property. "Is that his?" he asked motioning both to the Doctor and the TARDIS. ' "Yes it is, in a way" replied Tegan evasively. Smythe shook his head. "I'd appreciate it if he wouldn't leave his toys lying 'round. It's probably some prank that he was fixin' to pull on someone." He turned back to the Doctor and stared at his clothes. "Was he headin' for a costume party or somethin'?" "No we were just passing through." answered Nyssa calmly. They had to be careful with this primative. It could mean trouble if they answered too much. . "I do.n't m~an you; I mean him." Smythe said With some rrratatlon. . "No, he wasn't either." matter of fact manner.

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Smythe had not entirely given up. "In that case that's the stranges outfit I've seen him wear yet. Here, help me lift him up to the back."

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"She's a might feverish, but Dr. Farnon was here to look at her. He thinks she'll pull through." Charlie replied. "At least someone came by. But right now I've got to bring young Farnon into town, he's been hurt. The doc should of stayed a bit longer- he could of helped with his brother. Well, don't stand around dawdling, get on with what you were doing." Smythe threw the truck back into gear and turned onto the road into town. If Charlie had taken a moment to look in the back, he would have found himself more confused than he already was. As far as he knew, Tristan had left already. As Smythe's truck bounded along over the road, even Tegan was becoming nervous. "Must you drive so fast?" she yelled. "Remember, the Doctor's in the back. We don't want him to fall out. SLOW DOWN! 'I'm sure that he'll survive the few extra minutes if you don't kill him with your driving." "Don't get yourself all upset!" Smythe answered back. My help always rides like this, an' I don't hear them complainin'."

But they can hold on to something, Tegan and Nyssa thought quietly. For now this was their only help.

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Charlie walked into the house, still wondering what Smythe meant by his reference to 'young Farnon'. In the kitchen he saw Dora Smythe cooking a roast for dinner. Dora looked up. "Oh I thought you were George. I wonder where he is?" Charlie shrugged. "He went into town. Said somethin' , bout tTistan Farnon bein' hurt and needed to be brought home. That's all I know." "I guess I should ring up the office and tell them he's comin'. Keep an eye on the roast while I make a call." Dora handed Charlie a spoon and left the room.

••••••••••••••••••••••••• At the veterinarians office, Helen was running the reception desk. She was just hanging up thephone as her husband Dr. Herriot walked in. "James," she said, "that was Mrs. Smythe. She says her husband is bringing Tristan by. By what she says, Tristan has been badly hurt. Do you think we should call our doctor?" "I would wait." said James a little wearily, "This could be some prank of Tris'. Besides, if he needs medical help we can get him there quicker ourselves."

••••••••••••••••••••••••• Smythe's truck pulled up in front of the Farnons' office. Tegan looked at the sign out front. "This can't be the local physicians offfice, can it?"

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Smythe became agitated. "Of course it isn't. I'm not running a delivery survice here, am I. I've got work to do, and no time to play nursemaid to your friend here." He paused, and then apologized for the outburst. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry, most of all at him." Smythe gestured at the" Doctor. "He's bee"n try his best to track down th.e disease. It must be hard on him , the late hours and all." "That's quite alright, we understand, " said Nyssa. "So what was this you said about a disease?" "The one that's been killin' off all our stock," Smythe said frowning. "I thought everyone around here knew about it now."

" "As! s~d ~efore," Nyssa the scientist said blung ,her hp, we ve only just arrived here. Tell us about It maybe we can help." Just then Helen and James walked out of the door. James looked in the back of the truck and looked at the Doctor. "That's Tristan all right. But I never knew he had an outfit like this. He does dislike Cricket so. Helen, here, come take a look." As the Herriots were staring at the Doctor Tegan nudged Nyssa and whispered. "Who is thi~ Tristan they keep talking about?" "I don't ~ow. I gather he's supposed to be some sort o~ am.mal doctor; wh~t I belive you would call a vetennanan. So every Ume we mention the Doctor, they assume that we are talking about their friend." George and James were carrying the Doctor inside. Helen turned to the companions and asked, "Are you friends of his?" " "Of the Doctor's? Yes we are." Tegan stammered quickly, hoping that she would not have to explain anything too soon. As they enterd the livingroom they saw that the Doctor was already streched out on a couch, arms folded across his chest. Smythe was discussing something with Dr. Herriot, then left bidding them all a good day. "Now then," began James, "Tell us what happened." "It's quite silly realy." said Tegan. "We had just arrived here. The Doctor was just walking, not watching where lIe was going, and tripped over that rock ledge." She started to inspect her fmgernails. "Clumsy really, but it could have happened to anyone." "And this thing you called, what was it..., a 'Tardis', is that the blue box Mr. Smythe was telling me about?" "Yes." She appologetic tone.

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"What is it for? a joke or something of the sort?" James said smileing, hopeing it was so. A voice from the couch said "I travel in it!" As quickly as the Doctor had sat up with his proclimation, he quickly slumped back down, holding his head and moaning slightly.

"I find that hard to belive, Tris." retorted James.

improvrnent. They're ail in quarrantine at their farm so hopefully it won't spread." '

"I know, but it was worth a try." The Doctor sighed. "By the way, why did you call me 'Tris' just now?"

"That's the disease Mr. Symthe was telling us about." Nyssa said. "I know you don't know for certain what it is, but do you have any guesses?"

"That's your name. claiming amnesia."

"I'm not sure we should be discusssing it with anyone right now, we don't want to start a panic" James cautioned.

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"Neither. It's quite hard to explain." No one noticed the car pulling up outside; nor the sound of someone entering the house. "Okay Tristan, I'll humor you. I am ready for an entertaining tall tale, what everyou like." James folded his hands ready for a long one. The real Tristan was walking into the living room at this point to hear the tale end of the conversation. "Do I here someone talking behind my back, oh how unsporting! What am I supposed to have done ...What are you staring at?" Tristan asked from the doorway of the room. Just then he saw the Doctor; the Doctor saw him, and Helen Nyssa, Tegan, and James were looking back and forth between the two, amazement on all of their faces. "Good heavens!" Exlaimed Tristan. Tristan walked up to his 'double', Helen and James looked worried; while Tegan and Nyssa could s~ to accept it, they were still astonished. After a long silence the Doctor spoke up. "I guess that solves our mystery. Your friend Tristan and I are ~hat ar~ sometimes known as 'Dopplegangers'. An mteres tmg effect, really, and one that I've enountered before." "So now you know what it feels like." said Nyssa, almost under her breath.

Still looking at the Doctor, Tristan turned the conversation to the more immeadate subject at hand. "I have just co~e from the Smythe farm, and things are not lookmg very good right now. Their livestock is starting to show the same symtoms we saw at the Stephenson's farm. I must admit, it's got me stumped. Has Seigfried called yet?' The Doctor and Nyssa looked intersted. Tegan was not sure how she felt James replied, "No, he's still at the University with the samples we took from the Stephenson's cows. How are Freddie and his family doing Helen?" ' "Last

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The Doctor assured him with a combination of the t:uth of their. technology and some simple bluffmg. James did not understant it all, but the present situation and the Doctor's likable and seemingly knowledgeable mannerisms helped. "After all," the Doctor finshed, "Nyssa is a fully qualified Bio-Scientist, she might be able to help." "All right then, we'll try. The first outbreak of the virus occured about two weeks ago in the next town. It sored like wildfire through the community, affecting both livestock and humans. A number of cases h~ve resulted in dc::ath.And yes, the symptoms do renund us of somethmg ... Bubonic Plauge." Nyssa leaned over to the Doctor. Bubonic plauge?"

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!he Doctor. expl~ine~. "It's a highly CO~taglOuS,usually f~tal epldermc disease marked by ChIlls, fever, and mflamed swelling of lymph glands, called bubuoes- hence bubonic plauge. A few hundre~ years ago it killed ~ large percentage of the populanon of Europe. That ISwhat the Terreptils were adapting for their own purposes." The Doctor then addressed the two vetinarians, "What about the rats and the infected fleas they carry? Has anything been done about them?" Tristan told him that all the usual techniques had been tried. "But none of them seems to have any effect. Either they've developed an immunity, or there is something else carrying the virus." Nyssa asked, "Do you still have any blood samples?" "'( es I just took some at Smythe's farm, and there still are some at the Stephensons. The lab is :; this way." Tristan lead Nyssa through the examination room, which also served as a simple lab. Tegan and the Doctor, meanwhile, were still in the living room with Helen and James. "I can tell by your accent that you're not from around here," Helen said to Tegan. "Where are you from?"

"I'm fr?m Australia, originally." Tegan thought that It would be a safe and appropriate remark, even though she was pretty sure that this was not her time period. "Dh. What brought you so far from home?" Helen asked. . "I was Supposed to be working as a stewardess, but then I met up with the Doctor and ended up traveling with him instead. The adve~tures never end," Tegan finished her monologue somewhat sarcasticaly. . "Speaking of the Doctor," James said, not yet qUIte c<:>~or~table with the name or the person who went WIth It, How are you over there?" "Recovering," he said, "recovering quite well, thank yOU. I just nedd a few more moments to rest, that's all." "Well," said Helen "perhaps it would be wise to call our village doctor. You should have th'!t bump attended to. At the very least have James look at you." The Doctor nodded his agreement to the latter. Dr. Herriot tried to check his pulse, then realized that something was odd. There was a double pulse, and the Docotor's body temperature was too low. Using his stethescope, he was shocked at a forty-beat per minut rate, despite the odd pulse. The Doctor noticed James' confused and worried look and chuckeled. "I thought that might confuse you. You found a double heart beat didn't you?" "Yes ... " James said in a slow garded way, "what other suprises do you have for us?"

too old to change his mind. "No not at all," the Doctor said with a casual authority, "Nobody is living on Mars. Atleast not yet. I'm from further away," he elaborated. "The constellation of Kasterborus, in fact" "Dh, I see. Tegan you're still from Austraillia, right?" Tegan seemed rational. The Doctor was hard to explain and understand, but, James reasoned, the woman insisted that she traveled with him. So ... Tegan did not even have to hesitate. "Right as rain, " she answered warmly. "I don't quite understand," said James temperarily accepting the situation, "but don't bother trying to explain it. I would much rather perfer to be only mildly confused."

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Nyssa was helping Tristan set up the lab equipment in the examination room. She was not oleased with what she found. She was used her labatory on Traken and the facilities in the TARDIS. The stuff presented before her eyes was nothing short of primitive. "How can you manage with so little equipment? Not so much as an electronic scanning microscope, let alone a mass spectral analyzer. Never mind, there's some in the TARDIS. We can bring the samples there and analyze them." Tristan nodded not really listening to the startleling content of Nyssa words, but her voice tone. Nyssa continued, "You could set up some culture while I get the Doctor, if you don't mind."

"I have a repitory bypass system and a lower body temperature than you, plus a few other minor internal arrangements." "But that's impossible. The human anatomy can not be altered that much from the norm." s

"Who said anything about being human!" 'f!1e Doctor said it with the right combination flippancy and pride so as to prevent a witch hunt "What else can you be ...you don't mean to say that you are a Martain or something of that sort?' Despite scientic evidence, James was almost ready to belive that he had a crazy in his hands. Helen just watched, tense. Tegan was only slightly more. relaxed, Dr. Hemot was a man of science, and not

"Dfcourse I don't mind." Tristan had a glimmer in his eyes. He liked this strange girl, and wanted to get on her good side. "Just tell me what you want."

Nyssa returned to the living room. After she explained to the Doctor the need for better medical facilities, she suggested returning to the TARDIS. "If Doctor Hemot would give a us ride there," suggested the Doctor, "we could move it here. That would save much shuttling back and forth." This agreeed on they set out **************************** After a short ride, Nyssa, James, and the Doctor arrived at the TARDIS. "That's your vehical ?" James asked incredulously. It looks a little small, doesn't it ?" "But it's roomier than it looks" replied the Doctor expressing both a knowing proudness and a weary sigh simultaneously. "Shall we go inside?" The Doctor invited James in with a slight smile, but the air of his last expreession still hung over the smile. As they walked through the single-to-double door, James Herriot enountered the shock that almost every person feels the first time that they see the interior of the TARDIS. "But ... It's ... " "Bigger on the in.side than the outside, right?" the Doctor finished the phrase, having heard it many times before. "Uh .. yes." James said, tring to figure out why is was covering up for feeling foolish. "I suppose that's quite obvious. No don't even bother trying to explain it to me. I'm not sure that I want to know. So," he tried to change the subject to something he might be able to deal with, "where's the lab?" "Through this door," the Doctor gestured. Nyssa left the room through that door. James Hemot paused for a moment and then said, "What! There's more to this thing." Oh, well,. he should have expected it. .. "Of course. This is onlt the console room. Now to move the TARDIS. Hmm. Do you want to come with us or take the car?" "I think I'd rather take take the car," James said nevously. "Besides, We may need it I assume you can find your way back." The Doctor nodded and James returned to the car.

*************************** Back at the office Tegan was telling Tristan about her travels. Helen was in the front office. Outside she heard the sound of machinery. Suddenly, the door was smasjed open by a mechanical claw. She screemed once, then was silenced by a stun dart. Tegan and Tristan, having heard the sceem from the lab, came running. The robot was about to attack them when it stopped. Itchummed and clicked, then a disembodied voive spoke to them "So you are here Doctor. We thought that we had detected a time vehicle. Come visit us- we have expected you." ************************ As James started the car, he turned up to look at the TARDIS. The light on top was flashing, and it wheezed and groaned as it dematerialized. soon it was gone. He mearly shook his head and drove away. By now he was getting used to these mysterious occurances. ************************* The TARDIS appeared outside the office. As the Doctor stepped out the first thing that he noticed wrong was the shattered front door. Cautiously, he slipped through the doorway, searching for signs of the invaders. Nyssa followed soon after, surveying the damage. Upon entering the lab, the full extent of the destruction was seen: equipment srewn everywhere, beakers and Petri dishes shattered allover the floor, and worst of all: Tegan Helen and Tristan where no where to be found. "They've destroyed all of our test samples!" exclaimed Nyssa. "Why would anyone want to ..." the Doctor stopped as something lying on the floor caught his eye. as he picked it up he realized that it was not of 20th century technology. "It's a used Tereptil power pack! quick," he urged Nyssa, "let's se if we can find anything else, a better clue to lead us to what happened to the others." A thurough search showed no no clues, and the damage was limited mainly to the lab. Just then, James drove up. He ran inside and gasped t the sight which contronted him. "Whre is everybody?" "Not here, that's the only thing that I'm sure of," the Doctor ansered re-entering the parlor at the sound of Jame's voice.

Nyssa was close behind him. "Doctor" she pointed out, "We cannot isoloate the illness if there are no test samples."

James became agitated. Never mind the samples or the equipment, they can be replaced. People cannot. We've got to do something to save Helen! And Tegan and Tris." "I realize that" chided the Doctor. "But if we panic, nothing. will be achieved. Nyssa has made an Important pomt. Someone does not want 'us to ~terfere. And look at this; this is a highly advanced pIece of technology. Whoever was here must be up to more than killing a few farm animals." . As they were discussing alernitives a gaunt fIgure crawled through the door, collasping at Dr. Herriot's feet.

"Brave heart, "Brave heart."

Tristan"

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•••••••••••••••••••••••• Helen, Tegan and Tristan, meanwhile, were being held captive by the unkown controllers of the robot that kidnapped them. Helen was still unconscious from the sleep dart she was shot with. "I wasn't quite prepared to be captured by some crepping mechanical man and dragged about" Tristan said in a low voice. "After travelling with the Doctor for a while, you get used to it" Tegan ansered him non-commitilbly. What

"The Doctor will think of something, he always does ... Well, Most of the time at least. My concern now is how they knew we were here. That's what worries me." The robot trundeled into the cell and stopped infront of them. It spoke; "Follow the service robot. Any attempt at resistance will result' in the termination of your companion." "What about her? Tristan motioned to Helen. "The Earth female will reamain here. She will be cared for. Nothing will hapopen to her if you do what you are told. Now hurry."

Tegan.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Freddy Stephenson was lying in a bed inside the TARDIS. James reassured him that he was among friends. Freddy eventually calmed down enough to tell of his ordeal. He told of how his livestock was suddenly infected, despite all of his precausions. He spoke of strangers that came to his house posing as Department of Health officers, but proved to be anything but government officials-- or even humans. And that is how his farm became a secret base for the aliens. "But how did you finally Doctor asked

"Mr. Stephenson!"

"But they think that I'm the Doctor. happens when they find out that I'm not ?"

"I don't like this" mumbled Tristan, "Not one bit."

escape?"

The

"There seemed to be a big to-do 'bout some new prsioners they'd caught. Someone they called 'Doctor' I think. Everyone was oof with them, so I thought I might nip-off while they were away. I figured to pick the lock - I'm handy at these mechanical things, so I took me pocket knife and gave it a try. Damned if it didn't pop right open, after a shower of sparks, and a lot of smoke. but they gave me somethin' before, and what made me real sick. Barely made it here." A sudden shock of realization came to Freddy. "Wait a moment, I saw you there Dr. Farnon. What are you doin' here? What's going on here? Where am I?" He began to panic again, and it look all of Dr. Hemot's effort to calm him down enough to continue. "Did you see Helen there?" James continued anxiously. "I might've. They were c~in' but I couln't see who it was."

someone,

"And what did your captors look like?" asked the Doctor. When Freddy described the aliens, the Doctor became very quiet "Do you know who they are?" asked James. "Yes," replied the Doctor, "I'm afraid I do."

•••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tegan and Tristan were lead to the "Bridge" of

the alien ba~e. It was as small and cramped as the rest of the hIdeout, and did not seem to have a very large crew, other than the service robots. Sitting at ~onsoles on one end of the room were the two Health Bureau Officers". "Wel~ome Doctor" said the first. "Please do hav~ s seat. ~rom out of the wall swung two very unfnendy looking seats. The two humans sat down nervously. "!Jow,can I cor~vince them that I'm not the Doctor? whIspered Tnstan. "Don't" Teagan whispered back. "It may be ouhr only hope of deleying them, whoever they are " S e turned and spoke har hI h .' "Wh s Y to t e two alIens o are you? And what do you want from us?" .

Tegan was not sure if she felt shock, horror, or suprise. "I am advance Scout Keilsteen" said the second, and the other is Skilste, Fist Research Technician of the Rutan invasion fleet. Remember, Doctor, the time you destroyed another advance scout, and even an invasion craft? We could not. secure this planet as a military base, but word of your presence made it back to the main fleet. Now that we have you, there is no longer any threat to our plans." . "And what are your plans?" queeried a quezy Tnstan. "Total victiry over the Sontaran race!" ********************

"Well, Nyssa," asked the Doctor, "can the virus be counteracted?" . Nyssa looked up from her microscope in one of the TARDIS' labortories. "I think so. This blood sample form Mr. Stephanson show a definate regression of the illness. It will take a few hours for a concentrated injection to take effect, but if we keep his fever down he should pull through." "That's fine" said James, " But what do we do about these 'little green men' who have taken over Mr. Stephenson's farm?"

"Ah, yes" said the first. "We have heard of you. You must be the stubborn one. The Tereptils kept such good records." "You have met the Tereptils?' "Never on friendly terms. No, we merely found there base here on Earth, in an abondoned estate. That is how we recognized your new appearence, Doctor. Tristan spoke up, "But tell me, where am I supposed to have met you before?"

"They may be little green and green, but they are hardly what one we would call humaniod. They are t.m0wn as the Rutans, and are a very nasty, warlIke race. They have been at war with the Sontarans for centu~es. Once they tired to keep the Sont":fCl?s from taking the earth as a stategic base, even I~ It ment destroyoing the entire planet. That's o~e thmg that seems stange. If they are behind the VIruS, the~e must. be some good reason for using such an meffecIent method. Something very devious is up, and I indend tofind out what. Nyssa, _ you ~nd James .stay .out here and complete your expenments whIle I mvestigate the Rutan base .... By the way, where is the farm, anyway?" "I'll come with you." demanded James.

"Perhaps" said the second alien, "You might recognize our true form. Observe!" The alien's shapes blured. As human forms dissapeared, they became green blobs, with long tentacles and a single eye in the center. Tristan had to stiffle a shriek.

"N~, it would be better for you to stay here. Nyssa wIll need your help, and so will Mr. Stephenson. Don't worry, I'll bring them back safely."

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Tegan and Tristan had been brought back to their .cell. Helen went over to them and hugged them both. "At last some friendly faces. I thought I was here all alone. Where is 'here' anyway?"

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"You probalby replied. "I can hardy the Stephenson farm, thier surroundings, is another world."

won't belive me" Tristan belive this myself. We're at but all this" he motioned to some hideout for aliens from

"And" added Tegan, "they think that Tristan here is the Doctor. The Rutan blame the Doctor for defeting them once before. If we play along with them for a while, it may buy the Doctor some time." ***************************

The Doctor, meanwhile, had arrived at the Rutan base on Mr. Stephenson's farm. The service robots were busy elsewhere, so that he was able to slip inside undetected. He passed one room th~t reminded him of a biochemical laboratory. HIS guess was that the virus could have been produced here. if this were so, the lab should be destroyed first- but his friends were more imortant to him. eventually he found the main control center. There, sitting at thier consoles were the two Rutans. "Keilsteen" said Skilste, " are the investation capules ready? . "Yes, Techncian Skilste" Keilsteen replied. "Once the containers are loaded they can be launched into orbit. Then the experiment can proceed." "Good. I wish to be off this planet well before the virus is released into the atmosphere. Once we are done we can leave this accursed planet to it's doom." The Doctor was startled by this last bit of news. So they defmatley were responsi~le for the rising epidemic. But why? Perhaps they mten~~ to reduce the population, then use the the remammg people as a slave labor force. But they seemed to have no intention of remaining once they were d0I:1e with their project. The first thing on his mind, however, was to find Helen and Tegan. And â&#x20AC;˘.of course, his twin. They were not difficult to locate. The base was crammed into the Stephenson's barn and space was limited. Two service robots were on guard outside the door. "Two guards, I must be a dangerous captive," thought the Doctor. Now what was. needed was a distraction.. He searched through his pockets. Something must be there.

Noisemakerf No, that won't work. Optical sensor from a Dalek? "How did I get that?" he thought. No, that won't work. Aha! That's what was needed, the old Tereptil power pack on of the robots dropped. He threw the noisemaker to the opposite side of the doorway. Both turned to look and one went to investigate. While the other was distracted, the Doctor shorted it out with the power pack. Picking up its weapon, he soon dispatched the other. Tegan look up as he opened the door. "It's about time, Doctor." she said, "I was beginning to wonder if you would ever show up. Not that I am ungrateful. " "It isn't over yet, Tegan.

We still have to

prevent the Rutans from using their virus on the entire planet. I want you to take Helen and Tristan back to their office and the TARDIS. I will see what I can do here." "Can I help?,'volunteered Tristan. Helen was surprised by this sudden act of bravery on Tristan's part. "Are you sure about that??" "Sure I am" "Well then, it's settled." concluded the Doctor. "Helen and Tegan will go back. Tegan, warn Nyssa, in case I fail she my have an epidemic on her hands. Come along, Tristan, it was very good of you to offer your help." "Yes, quite." mumbled Tristan. He had hoped the Doctor would tum down his help, but now he was stuck. The Doctor pulled the robes off the service robots and handed one to Tristan. After donning their disguises, they crept towards the control room. They sat for a few minutes watching the activities in the room. Suddenly, each felt a cold metal hand on his shoulder. They were guided to the center of the room to face the aliens. "Well, well. So we have visitors." said Skilste. "Come, let us have a look at you. You did not expect us to be fooled by your simple disguises. Robots, pull back their hoods." When they saw Tristan, Keilsteen remarked, "Ah, it is our adversary the Doctor. And you is your friend?" As the second prisoner was revealed, there was a sudden silence. "Confusing, isn't it?" said Tristan.

"It seems" continued the Doctor" you have a bit of a dilemm~ on your hands. Which one of us is real?" .. "It doesn't matter." Skilste told them. You are now unimpo~t. However, we can le~ve you with one small gIft before we go. Robots. Inject them with the virus! After their injections, the two were strapped to the chairs facing the Rutans. "Tell me," asked the Doctor, "why go through all this trouble? Hasn't the war with the Sontarans kept you busy enough, or have you developed a taste for Terran re al estate.?" "Nothing like that at all." sa~d S~ilste condescendingly. "The humans are blOlog.lcally similar to the Sontarans. We have been trymg to develop germ warfare against them and we merely want the humans to test it on first." "You inhuman creeps!" yelled Tristan. "That's quite true. We are not human and quite proud of that fact. We must leave, but ~?r robots will keep you company. Farewell, Doctor.

be a clear rod at the center. Release the clamps and take it out." Tegan carefully placed the pieces to one side when she was done. "Now what's next? Doctor?" she tumc. LO' look at him. He seemed to be unconscious. "Doctor! Wake up!"

"Don't panic, Tegan, I'm still here.. Now re-insert the rod the other way around and switch the cable connections. That shall reverse the neutron flow direction. Then we'll see what happens." Tegan did so and not~ing happened. ".Well Doctor?" she said accusmgly. In a fit of temperment, she kicked the console. Suddenly there was a shower of sparks. She threw herself to the floor seconds before it exploded. She tried to rouse the Doctor but both he and Tristan was comatose.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• The Docotr woke up in a bed at Dr. Famon's office. Nyssa was sitting by the bed. "Feeling better?" she asked.

After the Rutans' departure, Tristan sighted, trying to fight off the virus's effect. "Now what, Doctor? If you hadn't sent the girls back to ..." he looked towards the doorway where Tegan was hiding with a robot bl~ster. "The robots, Tegan!" yelled the Doct?r . ..Stop the robots!". She fired the wepon uneasIly, then. grew more. confident. a.s she ~earned - its operation, destroymg the remammg servIce robots. "Good shot, Tegan!" exclaimed Tristan. "Now would you mind getting us out of these seats? I'm getting a cramp." "Tegan," admonished the Doctor after he was freed, "I though I told you to go back to the TARDIS." "Yes, but I had a strange feeling you might need my help. It's a good thing I did." The Doctor grudgingly al;1mittedthat she ~ad "Yes, much better, than you. How long have ~ made the right decision. "BUrnow we must stop I been out?" the Rutans from carrying out their last experiment _ Let's see, which one of these machines is ... Ah! "Two days. For a while we thought you Here it is the projectile launch control. How do we might not recover." tum it off? One of these controls ..." he collapsed from the virus at the same moment as Tristan. With "Hm. Two days." He sat up quickly. "Two a great effort, he propped ~self on one elb,?w and Days! I don't have time to be lying around! What pointed at an access panel. Open that panel. Tegan happened to the Rutans1" complied. "Next, find two main cables and remove them carefully. Once you have done that there sould "Don't worry, Tegan followed your

instructions and destroyed the infestation capsules. Then Stephenson's barn burned down but she got both of you out. She and Helen drove you back ~.here." "And one other thing." said Tegan as she walked into the room. "Before the communications equipment exploded, I heard a message from the Rutans. Their ship was out of control. Then the radio went dead. Are they dead?" "Of course, I should have realized." the Doctor said thoughtfully. "They had to leave their guidance system on Earth to control the capsuls. When you switched the circuits, that threw their ships off course also. They never had a chance to get away. Don't worry Tegan, we did all that we had to do. With hope, we have saved many lives here." Tegan nodded her in understanding. "Tell me about your viral treatment Nyssa. I'm still here so I presume it works." "Yes, quite well in fact" she answered. "We've innoculated the entire village despite th-eir protests and are sending the treatment to the surrounding towns. Tristan's brother, Siegfried called to say that the lab at Leeds couldn't fmd a cure so we gave it to them. I hope it didn't hurt their pride too much. But for the moment you should get some rest You and Tristan are impossible patients."

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• The three travellers stood outside with the Herriots and Tristan. James shook hands with them. "I'd like to thank you for all you help. It's been, shall I say, an experience meeting you." Tristan gave the two girls each a kiss on the

cheek. "And it was a pleasure meeting you two. I shall never forget either of you. Are you sure you wouldn't like to stay for the dance this weekend?" "Thank you" said Nyssa, "but we came here only for a quick stopover. We really must be going." "And besides, "pointed out the Doctor, "if we stay too long, we may have to answer questions that we would prefer not to. It was a pleasure to have met you all, and most intriguing to meet you, Tristan. Good bye." Siegfriend Farnon drove up as the trio was walking to the T ARDIS. "Well, Tristan," he chided, "I go away for a few days and you're already wandering about dressed up for some costume party. Don't you have anything better to do?" Tegan and Nyssa laughed. The Doctor shook his hand and said, "You must be Siegfried. I've heard alot about you. Sorry I can't stay and chat, . but we really must be going." He motined for his companions to get into the TARDIS, then quickly followed. Siegfriend yelled after them, "Just a minute, Tristan! If you think you can hide from me you're ... greatly ..." He was silenced when he saw the TARDIS dissolve without a trace. Tristan walked up to him and patted himreassuringly on the sholder. "It's all right, siegfried. You're not dreaming." "But," stuttereed Siegfried, "I just saw you dissappear into that blue box." "That's right." laughed Tristan, leading him inside the house. "I'll explain it to you inside, when you're sitting down."

THE NEXT DAY -or the'after the five doctorsfilk' (To Yesterday) Yesterday, I was elected President of Gallifrey Now I'm in my TARDIS running away (Oh) I regret yesterday Suddenly, a group of Timelords appeared in front of me They said "Doctor we have need of thee" "To fill the Present vacancy" "As you know, You are the most qualified to run the show" "So Doctor, please don't go"

"Like in days of yesterday" Why I had to go, I don't know- I did not say I left with my friends- to explore another day Yesterday, I did not stay on Gallifrey Now I wish I hadn't run away I realy wish it were yesterday (For) Suddenly a bunch of Sea Devils are after me I find myself in a Pool of Sea Should I go ~ack to Gallifrey? Why I had to go, they should know- too well indeed I can not stay still- when others have my need Yesterday, I ran a~ay from Gallifrey But when I think it over todayI wouldn't have it any other way.

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