Going through the beige halls, looking for anyone, all Theodore and Lila's greeted by's the silence, there's abandoned pushcarts lingering in the hallway they passed, untouched for who knows how long.
Some filled with packets of documents heading somewhere, presumably an office, some empty, some with equipment set for another part of the complex.
On the beige walls, there's motivational posters, posters for positions within the complex, the usual fares, they remained pristine for the most part.
No gunshot, burns, blood, nothing suggesting what might've happened here, and everything remained undisturbed, no chaos strewn halls filled with broken mugs, scattered papers, spoiled coffee.
Turning right at the corridor, they're in the dormitory section of the complex, rows of rooms for all the workers in Durham Industries.
Heading to the first door they came across, they attempted to open it normally, but couldn't.
Looking at the door closely, Theodore sees that it wasn't a standard door, a strange hybrid.
It physically looked like your standard door, complete with a disabled-friendly door knob, but the more Theodore's icy blue eyes looked, he sees it's electronically controlled.
Nobody would've noticed the way it's set up, everything Theodore saw, he paid close attention to details since he started as the Doctor.
Your average worker wouldn't notice anything wrong.
"Electronic door, but not?" Lila's baffled as he was about the door, there's not even a keypad on the side of the door or something to scan the worker's ID in the handle.
Nodding, Theodore tells her it's what he deduced, and it's their first big clue what's going on.
Nobody went through the effort creating a fake normal door that's controlled electronically without a reason.
Feeling the pine door with her hand, Lila didn't feel anything off, either, it felt like your standard door you'd find, didn't feel like the metallic cold one expected for a fake door, it felt and smelt like a standard pine door with varnish.
"Why would that be a thing?" Lila wondered the applications of such door and Theodore tells her that it'll be the first answer to their question.
These kinds of things didn't come from a quote by a carpenter, these were industrially made, all this, nobody would've gone the effort mimicking real doors like this unless they're intent on keeping up ruses.
What sort of ruse did the Durham Industries have, well, that's to be determined.
Lila's hand stopped when she felt something off and with her hand pried until she sees the slit in the centre of the door, which Theodore helped her open as it was stuck, and peering inside, they see the room encased in darkness.
Reaching into his deep pocket, Theodore brought out his Sonic Screwdriver and used it on the door, allowing them passage, and inside, he flipped the switch, encasing the room in a soft light.
It looked akin to a flat than a room, it had everything, a bedroom, a bathroom, even its own kitchen, complete with the necessities.
Roughly smaller than theirs, expected, but serviceable for only one person.
Breaking off, they searched around the room, looking through drawers, and Lila found the kitchen stocked with expired food, she didn't have to check the refrigerator, there's expired three-year-old apple juice in a jug on the counter, a good indication how long it's been there.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
أدب الهواةIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...
