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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤 [1]

I'm back bitches!!! 

@salmanajie Here's the promised update, although a bit late, but anyway.

=)

I am gonna skip the 'Victory of the Daleks' episode because I just don't really like it. Now, onto the real reason why y'all are here, the story.

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~Field~

A man, dressed in uniform, is standing in the middle of a field. On his face is a smudge of lipstick. He seems to be a tad dizzy. Another man in an evening dress walks up to him.

"It's a beautiful day." The dizzy soldier speaks.

The other man wipes the lipstick away with his handkerchief.

~Coridor~

"Hallucinogenic lipstick. She's here." A man, which we later learn is named Alistair, speaks.

A woman strides along, also in an evening dress plus high heels. She shoots out a door with a small pistol and enters a small room. Then she converts the pistol into an acetylene torch and cuts into the surface of a box.

~Museum, roughly 12'000 years later~

The Doctor is commenting on each label of the various exhibits. "Wrong. Wrong. Bit right, mostly wrong. I love museums."

"Yeah, great. Can we go to a planet now? Big spaceship? Churchill's bunker? You promised me a planet next."

"Amy!" Rowan scolds. She found it very amusing to watch the joy in The Doctor's eyes as he talks about all the different things.

"Amy, this isn't any old asteroid. It's the Delerium Archive, the final resting place of the headless monks. The biggest museum ever."

"You've got a time machine. What do you need museums for?" She asks impatiently.

The Doctor ignores her and continues to go from object to object. "Wrong. Very wrong. Ooo, one of mine. Also, one of mine."

"I think it's how he keeps score," Rowan tells Amy quietly, not wanting to disturb The Doctor.

Meanwhile, The Doctor stopped at a box. The same box that the woman cut into 12'000 years ago.

"Oh great, an old box." Amy rolls her eyes, annoyed.

"It's from one of the old starliners. A Home Box." The Doctor explains.

"A Home Box?" Rowan questions while Amy eyes him sceptically. Rowan has now walked over to The Doctor and is also looking at the box.

"A Home Box is like a black box on a plane, except it homes. Anything happens to the ship, the Home Box flies home with all the flight data."

"So?" Amy questions, now standing on the other side of The Doctor.

"The writing, the graffiti. Old High Gallifreyan. The lost language of the Time Lords." Rowan could swear she saw sadness in his eyes at the mention of the Timelords. "There were days, there were many days, these words could burn stars and raise up empires, and topple gods."

"What does it say?" Amy asks.

Rowan shoots her sister a glare because she wanted to hear more stories from The Doctor.

"Hello, sweetie." He reads and then looks at them.

And before they know it, they are running away from the Guards to the safety of the Tardis. Including the box in The Doctor's hand.