Not long after, the Doctor landed us in a familiar supply closet.
"Oh joy." I deadpanned with an eye roll, as I stepped out. "A closet. Where to next, esteemed Lord of Time? Are you gonna show us a freshly painted wall? Do we get a snail race if we're good?"
Rose snorted behind the Doctor.
He walked out, looking around the closet. "I don't know what's wrong though. She's sort of queasy. Indigestion, like she didn't want to land."
"I wouldn't want to land if it was a supply closet." I snarked.
Rose walked out. "Oh, if you think there's going to be trouble, we could always get back inside and go somewhere else."
All three of us laughed.
"I think Terra's right, we've landed inside a cupboard." The Doctor walked towards the door. "Here we go."
The door opened. "Open door 15." Came the computer voice overhead.
"Some sort of base." The Doctor remarked, as Rose and I followed after him. "Moon base, sea base, space base. They build these things out of kits." He mused.
Rose closed the door, with the accompanying computer response. "Glad we're indoors. Sounds like a storm out there." Rose commented.
"Is it warm in here?" I asked, throwing on my hoodie. Though I had built a new remote, the nanobots had refused to cooperate with it. So I had to take all the bots out, replacing them with new ones.
So we continued walking along. The Doctor pushed the door open. "Open door 16."
"Human design. You've got a thing about kits. This place was put together like a flat pack wardrobe, only bigger." The Doctor walked through. "And easier."
I snorted. "Hey as long as it keeps that storm out, I'm good."
"Close door 16." The computer spoke as Rose shut the door. The Doctor opened the next one. "Open door 17."
It was the room with the writing. I saw the warning, grinning at it.
"Oh, it's a sanctuary base." The Doctor realized. The computer informed us the door shut behind us. I walked into the middle, looking at the books on a shelf nearby. "Deep Space exploration. We've gone way out." He leaned towards Rose. "And listen to that, underneath. Someone's drilling."
"Welcome to Hell." Rose read off.
"I know. It's awesome." I chuckled.
The Doctor shook his head. "Oh, it's not that bad."
"No, over there." Rose nodded her head to the wall.
"Hold on, what does that say? That's weird, it won't translate." The Doctor asked.
"But I thought the TARDIS translated everything, writing as well. We should see English." Rose stated.
"Terra come look at this!" The Doctor insisted.
Groaning I walked up to the words, kneeling down in a mixture of shock and dread. The writing was the language of Pops' planet. That was why it didn't translate, it didn't exist in this universe. Petrol in a diesel engine.The words were all jumbled up, barely literate. There were words like 'blood' and 'shoe' and I think that one was 'nuts'. Also 'cock', 'bowling ball' and three 'and's' in a row. Toby really did just write them all willy-nilly on here. Some words were in a language that I didn't know, which matched with the show.
Except for one line was coherent.
'The Mistress will rise from the Pit. And she will devour that Toy which was lost.'
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The Tenth Impact
FanfictionThe Doctor has regenerated, but everyone knows that part. Terra's bringing Darcy Anderson (Carl/Gamora) into the picture, but there's more at work. Who are these Guardians that Terra keeps hearing about? What do they have to do with her sister? Wha...