Doctor Who: The Wounded Earth - The History of the Doctor

Chris McKeon
DOCTOR WHO: THE WOUNDED EARTH
surprise muffled by experience and hindsight expectation, saw that he had already plucked
the file from the desk and finished reading the thick-stacked report. Hoping to maintain
some sense of dignity, the Lieutenant Colonel continued as if all was routine.
‘Yes, well, as you can gather, the planet’s geology has been quite active lately, and
activity has been growing at an exponential rate. No land mass has been exempt: tremors
have been felt in Iceland, Australia, across all of Europe, Russia, Asia, and the Americas.
However, though serious this information certainly was, it still hardly seemed the purview of
UNIT’s attention. But then there were the volcanoes. At first we thought they were separate
issues, but we kept watch anyway, and eventually noticed that whenever there was a quake
near a volcano, the volcano would show signs of activity. When a quake rocked Peru earlier
this month, we offered to visit the area to coordinate repair efforts and to investigate firsthand
if there was anything unusual to discover. This is when we recruited the services Mr.
Benton and Dr. Sullivan. There our team found the fragments, which you’ve already seen,
but we also discovered something else. Something we’ve seen before.’
Yates looked to Lethbridge-Stewart, who motioned to Harry. Harry nodded and
placed the metal case he carried upon Benton’s desk. He reached into his jacket pocket and
pulled out a pair of thick silver radiation gloves, which he slipped upon his hands. He then
flipped open the latches on one side of the case, lifted its lid, and removed from within an
eight-inch long and two-inch wide tube made of an extremely thick transparent material and
capped on both ends with the same metal alloy as the case. What the tube contained made
the Doctor’s eyes bulge with fierce intensity and, it seemed to Sarah Jane, shock. Inside the
tube was a bright green and very viscous – almost gel-like – liquid, which even when isolated
in its reinforced container seemed to radiate a furious, almost primal energy desperate to
burst its bonds and escape into the open. Suddenly it seemed as if the room had gotten
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