Doctor Who: Veiled Memories - The History of the Doctor

Chris McKeon
DOCTOR WHO: VEILED MEMORIES
‘This place certainly looks less frightening during the day,’ Liz said.
‘Yes, but it’s still rather dreary, isn’t it’
The Doctor and Liz were standing inside the wax museum. All around them UNIT
troops were bustling about in the middle of the main gallery hall, gathering various
mannequins and stuffing them into large, thick-walled metal crates. Only the previous day,
the wax museum had been one of the locations where the Auton leader Channing had stored
his facsimiles of key world and civil leaders in anticipation of the Nestenes’ main invasion
thrust. Now, with the danger past and UNIT making sure no lingering alien technology
remained, the museum had been cleared off all its exhibits and replicas, leaving for display
only empty walls covered with dusty cerulean blue velvet drapes.
‘I wonder if that’s the man in charge,’ Liz said, pointing over to the back of a tall,
thin young man in uniform. Closely cropped chestnut brown hair curled out from under the
edge of his cap. He stood in the centre of the room holding a clipboard; every few moments
various soldiers approached and spoke to him.
‘It looks like it. Let’s go find out, shall we’
With long strides, the Doctor walked over to the solider and without hesitation
spoke over his shoulder.
‘Pardon me, are you Mike Yates’
The man quickly turned around, revealing a long, clever face with blue eyes bright
with intelligence and confidence. Within the haze of his memory, the Doctor recognised the
young man as one of the many troops stationed on the UNIT heli-carrier during the
Cybermen incident, which he had seen but never met. At least there’s something I remember, just
like Benton and Lethbridge-Stewart. But why is it I can remember their faces – people I barely know – but
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