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Moblit Tardis Tardis Moblit

Autumn 1975 England London

"And so the DNA structure has a helix structure as discovered by Watson and Crick in 1953 and now using x-ray diffraction,'' said the professor distractedly as he set up the equipment. "You will see on the projection is the basic structure of DNA which then as you know are what shapes the chromosomes. Pretty amazing stuff isn't it? As you can see here, he pulls a large stick from under the lecture table. This is a top down view of the DNA structure and if you follow the curvature of the shadow, you can trace around and around. The darker areas are where the paths overlap. So we tilt the object and here from the side view are the chains of ..." Moblit hastily sketched the diagram of the DNA structure. As an aspiring scientist, he has yet to decide which field of science to dabble with. The large lecture halls were becoming chilly as winter neared and he pulled the dark scarf tighter around his neck.

The professor ended the lecture and shortly after, rustling papers filled the room. The squeaking of chairs, knocking against the tables echoed in Moblit's ears. Briskly, he shoved his notes into his side bag and called out "Ah Professor wait a minute please." Several students turned around causing him to flush at the attention. He made his way to the professor. He was greeted with a knowing smile.

"You need the lab again, son?"

"Yea if it's not too much trouble."

"Not at all. You're a responsible lad. You don't mind sharing, do you?"

"No not at all"

"That's good. We recently had a new researcher who transferred from Norway and she's a little eccentric to say the least."

The professor strode down the halls of the university with Moblit scuttling after, hands tucked deep in the pockets of his dark brown coat. They stopped in front of the familiar laboratory doors.

"Now then, here are the keys. I'll sign you in at the faculty and tell them you're in here. Oh and be careful of the solution cooking in the corner. One of the research groups is trying to extract different gasses produced by certain bacteria in different conditions so whatever you do don't go breathing all over it."

"Right" he nodded exhaling sharply.

"Have fun." With that the professor left.

Moblit unlocked the doors and let himself in.

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Indeed there was a solution bubbling away in the corner. He acknowledged its presence by watching the bubbled escape into the connecting flask of a clear solution. There was a faint musty smell. Slightly unpleasant in fact he mused wrinkling his nose. He glanced at the other experimental setups, some hiding in the gas cupboard, others against the window where several plants in test tubes were innocently soaking up the midday sun. He found his project where it was before with a large don't touch sign in front in neat writing. However there was a large brown stain on the corner which wasn't there before. He removed the sign and pulled out a magnifying glass. Pulling a number counter out of his bag he began to count the number of bacteria colonies that had formed on the petri dish. He whipped out his notebook and recorded the number, noticing a slight increase in number. He then turned to the oven which held the other sample.

He was just about to pull out the other petri dish when a loud alarm began to ring. He jumped in fright knocking the shelf on which the dish was held, jolting the contents. His eyes widened as a crack formed in the dish. He glared meaningfully at the ringing clock before delicately taking out the dish.

"Oh myyy goshhh!! Ahhh is it done?! It better be done now!" A screech came streaming down the hall outside. The doors slammed open. Moblit dropped the dish on the floor.