Watching the Doctor

Dalek

Hello everyone!

Here's the next chapter: the classic Nine Episode - Dalek

Next up is Revolution of the Daleks, and then we get some updated people and a new person!

Please let me know, and continue telling me what two-parter you want to see next (after Revolution)

Thank you for reading

Hope you enjoy

Robyn

The Tardis listened to Donna, leaving the group no time to confront her before the next title showed up on screen.

"Dalek." Yaz muttered in disdain. "That's descriptive."

"Any ideas Doctor?" Rory turned a questioning look on the Doctor.

The Doctor shrugged, "It's a broad title. Could be any number of messes."

"Let's see then." Amy nodded to the screen. There was no further delay from the Tardis, the video immediately rolling.

[Museum]

(The Tardis materialises in dimly lit area with carpeting and display cases.)
ROSE: So what is it? What's wrong?
DOCTOR: Don't know. Some kind of signal drawing the Tardis off course.

"Oh!" Rose's eyes widened drastically; the appearance of her first Doctor and lack of Jack really narrowed down the video they could be watching. It really only left one option.

"Ah." The Doctor gave a small nod to themselves before sharing a glance with Rose. She could already hear River and Jack's oncoming arguments.

Martha glanced between the two of them, "I'm guessing you know what this video is about?"

Rose nodded with a grimace, "Unfortunately." Not a reassuring reaction for the onlooking group to hear.

ROSE: Where are we?
DOCTOR: Earth. Utah, North America. About half a mile underground.

"Secret bunker?" Ryan asked curious.

"Secret bunker in America." Bill countered with a grimace, that was usually how horror movies and such started.

ROSE: And when are we?
DOCTOR: Two thousand and twelve.
(He looks at a display case.)
ROSE: God, that's so close. So I should be twenty six.

"You're so old." Yaz couldn't help but mutter. The very idea of 2012 being the future or being 26 then was crazy to her. She would have been about 13 in 2012. The joys of time travel.

(The Doctor finds the light switch, and things become more clear.)
ROSE: Blimey. It's a great big museum.
DOCTOR: An alien museum. Someone's got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this. Chunks of meteorite, moon dust. That's the milometer from the Roswell spaceship.

"An alien walks into an alien museum." River raised an eyebrow at her wife, "This can't end well." The last thing the Doctor needed was to advertise their alien-ness in a place like this, but knowing her that's exactly what they'd do.

ROSE: That's a bit of Slitheen! That's a Slitheen's arm. It's been stuffed.
DOCTOR: Oh, look at you.
ROSE: What is it?
(The head of a Cyberman.)

"Cyberman." Mickey sighed at the sight of the familiar helmet. If the title was to be believed, however, it was another familiar enemy Rose and the Doctor would be facing.

DOCTOR: An old friend of mine. Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old.

Jack snorted, "You're just staying that now?" It seemed ironic that it was a much younger Doctor saying that.