Doctor Who: Veiled Memories - The History of the Doctor

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Chris McKeon DOCTOR WHO: VEILED MEMORIES ‘Quite. Well, we’ll be landing very shortly back at UNIT’s headquarters. Now this ship’s leaking dangerous radiation as it travels, so you’re in that room for your own safety, but we’ll let you out as soon as we arrive, all right’ ‘Just let me know when we’ve got there.’ ‘See you then, Liz.’ The Doctor’s voice faded away and Liz stood completely still for a moment, staring blankly ahead. Then she blinked several times and her eyes cleared. Her brow furrowed; for a moment she thought she had heard the Doctor’s voice. Then she swayed on her feet and clutched at her head with her hands. She suddenly felt very ill… ‘We’ve landed.’ The Master studied a read-out on a display screen set onto one of the console’s panels. He nodded in satisfaction. The Doctor stepped up beside him. ‘And where exactly have we landed’ ‘Come now, Doctor. Do you doubt my piloting skills; they’re impeccable. We are within the London headquarters of the United Nations Intelligence Taskforce.’ The Master depressed a control and a wood panel on the wall facing him and the Doctor slid open to reveal an image of the Doctor’s TARDIS standing within a room filled with scientific equipment arranged on several tables. ‘You recognise your laboratory, of course’ the Master asked. The Doctor thought he detected a faint mocking tone in the question. ‘How could I forget’ the Doctor replied. ‘I’ll go fetch Liz now, if you don’t mind.’ PAGE 32
Chris McKeon DOCTOR WHO: VEILED MEMORIES ‘Oh I rather do, Doctor. You see, the radiation leakage I spoke of takes some time to disperse. It will be a much better use of our time if we go to your TARDIS now and attempt to repair its systems. That way, once we are finished, it will be safe to collect your assistant.’ The Doctor stared at the Master and smiled. ‘Yes, my dear chap, you’re quite right. We can come back later.’ The Master motioned politely towards a door, towards which the Doctor made to exit, before stopping in his tracks. ‘Oh, forgive me, my cloak.’ He walked back over to the spot on the floor where he had let the cloak fall, leaned down and picked it up, before standing between the Master and the console as he took his time swinging the garment over his shoulders and fastening it together. At the doorway, the Master stood in growing impatience. ‘If you are quite finished, Doctor…’ ‘Yes,’ the Doctor answered, turning around with a charming smile. ‘Yes, I’m ready to go.’ The Doctor strode out of the door; the Master followed close behind, a scowl upon his face. ‘I don’t like the decoration of this place, Doctor,’ the Master said, sneering at the construction of the Doctor’s laboratory as he stood ramrod straight in the centre of the room. ‘I admit it may not look much,’ the Doctor said as he reached into his coat pocket for the TARDIS key. ‘But for humans it’s quite attractive.’ He removed the key in his pocket, and handed it to the Master, who looked at it with suspicion. PAGE 33
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