Doctor Who: Out of the Ordinary

Shadow

"Why would someone sabotage all of this?" Asked Clara disbelievingly.
     "I don't know. Let's find out." He replied while dancing around the controls.
     "How?"
     "I've picked up the source of the hologram, and guess where it's coming from?" Clara was silent. "The moon!" She frowned.
     "Wh-"
     "Nope! Stop asking questions. Everything that comes out of your mouth is a question. Good questions, yes, but very persistent." Clara closed her mouth. "Right, let's follow this signal."

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On the shattered moon, in the littered remains of moon Eco-crater 4, something moved in the flickering light, knocking a chair; surplus to requirements, into the shadows...

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Bits of paper jumped out of the way, suddenly disturbed by a groaning, wheezing noise seemingly coming from nowhere. Then a blue box slowly appeared in the hallway, its lantern shining. The door opened and the Doctor stepped out, "It's another one of the Eco-craters." He said confidently, looking around. Clara stepped out of the TARDIS behind him.
     "Which one?" She asked.
     "That's not quite the right question."
     "Okay, why this one?"
     "That's the second most important question."
     "Well I don't kno..." The Doctor grabbed her shoulder and put his finger to his lips.
     "The most important question," he whispered, "Is who or what is still here?" Clara shivered and looked around.
     "I can't see anything." She whispered back.
     "Let's go." He grabbed her hand and pulled her forwards, sonic screwdriver ready in his other hand.

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Below them, Earth would look undisturbed. But go closer, much closer. And one would see the aftermath. The aftermath of small meteors; broken segments of the moon, falling from the sky. Many of them had landed in the ocean, causing tidal waves to engulf villages, but a good amount had also struck land, killing anyone in their path. The Dalek ship was a decoy, yes. A scapegoat if you will. But only the Doctor and Clara know this. The governments, armed with nuclear missiles below them, don't know this. And so, missiles are being aimed at the hologram. But they will miss. The saboteur knows this, as the moon is the source of the signal that the missiles will be following. This was the saboteurs plan. And as the saboteur reads the 'missile-lock' warning on of the working screens in moon Eco-crater 4, the saboteur smiles.

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The Doctor and Clara continued cautiously down corridor after corridor. The Doctor had started scanning with his screwdriver, he was following the slightly higher pitched noises it was making. Clara payed no attention, she just followed him, looking around for anything...anyone that might be out there.
     Then, through the darkness and red flashing lights, she saw the outline of someone, or something, moving down the corridor to the right of the one the Doctor had just began down.
     He let go of her hand so he could use one of the working computer terminals, and Clara used this as her opportunity to slip away. Not because she felt useless or redundant, but because she was curious about what she had seen down that other corridor. Who was it? What was it? Slowly, she began down the corridor to where she had seen the figure, cautiously looking around as she edged forwards.

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Back at the computer terminal, the Doctor had found nothing out of the ordinary. That was until the screen had unexpectedly turned red. He quickly read the text on the monitor, "Missile Lock Warning!", and his face fell. Suddenly the facts fell into place. Suddenly he knew what was going to happen. And, all of sudden, he realised that Clara had gone. He turned around and looked down the way he had come, and then down the other corridor, which seemed to be lit even less. Various questions raced through his head: Has she wandered off? Has she been taken? How many times have I told her not to wander off? He decided to go look for her. He always ended up doing that. He also decided to go down the more ominous looking corridor, which, no doubt, Clara had previously gone down. He knew this because she's not a fan of backtracking, and she would never wander off without a reason. He just hoped it was the kind of reason that wouldn't get her captured, or worse. He jumped as a cable sparked, and then carried on.

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Clara was walking in what seemed like pitch blackness, helped only by the dim flicker of various red lights, and the odd spark of an overhead lamp. It was only when she heard something being knocked, a metal scraping coming from not too far in front of her, that she stopped. Her heart began to race, her breathing quickened. And then, something touched her shoulder from behind.
     Clara held her breath, and slowly turned her head...