Cara, the third regeneration of the Time Lord called "Neas," brings her young companions Gumball and Darwin Watterson to 1982 Antarctica where they discover a disturbing alien parasite capable of mimicking whatever form it takes hold of. Trapped in...
The charred ruin of a Norwegian camp deep in the heart of Antarctica served as the landing spot for a tall, rectangular black solid, as it uncannily materialized within what was left of a room.
A set of doors manifested on what could have been the solid's front structure.
Two small children of different anthropomorphic species – a blue, fully-clothed (minus shoes) cat and an orange fish that only wore a pair of green sneakers – joyously stepped out.
"What wondrous world have we come to now?" The fish (whose adopted name was "Darwin") enthusiastically asked.
His enthusiasm faded once he got a good look at the dismal atmosphere.
"Someplace where they never learned not to stick a fork in a wall socket?" The cat (who went by the name "Gumball") wittingly presumed before turning towards the disproportionate interior of the solid and yelling to another party inside. "Uh, Cara? How do I put this bluntly...where the heck are we?!"
Out from the solid stepped an adult blonde with shoulder-length blond hair and striking blue eyes, wearing a denim skirt, chain boots, a pink t-shirt with the House of El crest etched into it, and a black leather jacket.
Although her name was indeed "Cara," her true birth name was Neas – a Time Lady currently in her third regeneration.
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"Well, this is anticlimactic," she uttered.
"You're telling us?" Gumball quipped. "Where are we?"
"According to the T.A.R.D.I.S. computer, we're in the Antarctic, circa 1982," Cara disclosed.
"I could've guessed that from how I'm freezing my butt off right now," Gumball loudly griped.
"Miss Cara," Darwin politely addressed. "You promised to take us to someplace fun and exciting after we fought all those Daleks and save all the universes."
"I know I did, sweetheart. But the T.A.R.D.I.S. has a tendency to take us wherever or whenever it wants."
Gumball sighed. "Well, I guess while we're here, we might as well do a little bit of investigating – find out what happened here."
It sounded like a reasonable idea to Cara.
She and the boys separated, inspecting two halves of the charred camp.
Nothing much could have been explained from what Cara discovered on her end, except for one area containing frozen, bloodied corpses – one of which belonged to a man with wrists and a neck sliced wide open. His blood hung like icicles from his wrists.
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