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xxɪ. ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴛꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴊᴏʀᴅ
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The fam exits the Tardis. From their point, they are looking down at a pine forest on a curved finger of water. The Doctor is rummaging in the ferns and mosses.

"Ah, nice fjord. That is a fjord, innit? Got your bearings yet, Doc?", Graham asks, breathing in the fresh air.

"Oh no. Doctor! We talked about this!", Odessa calls as she sees the Doctor eat something.

"Sorry. But it's Norway. Definitely Norway. One of the frilly bits on the top."

A lone sheep approaches.

"Stay back!", The time lady cries, staring at the animal with wide eyes.

"What's it gonna do? Kill us?", Tilira jokes.

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, what?", Alfi asks as the Doctor scans the sheep with her sonic as it trots off through the trees.

"It's fine. It's only 2018. I thought we'd leapt into the Woolly Rebellion."

"Sorry, what?"

"The Woolly Rebellion. In 193 years, there's a total renegotiation of the sheep-human relationship. Utter bloodbath."

Odessa raises her brows but ultimately shrugs it off as Graham speaks.

"I've always fancied the idea of Norway. What bit's this?"

"Don't know.", The Doctor mumbles, picking up some soul and eating it.

"But twenty five miles away, there's an alpaca farm, and gift-shop with a very low TripAdvisor rating.", She points in a direction before offering her handful of dirt to the others.

"Soil?"

"No!"

"Ew!", Tilira and Odessa cry.

"I'll give it a miss, ta."

"There's a nice little house down there.", Ryan informs the others, mostly to distract the Doctor from pouting from Odessa and Tilira's outcry's.

"Oh, yeah. A cottage, in Norway, in winter, with a chimney but no smoke."

"Could be a holiday let.", Graham suggests with a shrug.

"Maybe. Shall we take a walk?", They head off down the slope.

"Me and your Nan used to talk about coming to Norway."

"And what stopped you?", Ryan asks.

"Well, just never got round to it, you know?"
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The property has a lone swing. The actual house consists of well boarded up windows and a stone chimney.

"Oh, look at that. Someone got a bit overexcited with the DIY.", Tilira snorts.

Yaz cracks a smile but makes her own observations.

"Those panels look more like barricades than repairs. Looks like it's been abandoned."

Just then, a hand goes up at a gap in the planks across a window.