Entanglement, or the Ghost Field - Part Eleven: Borrowed Time
Title: Borrowed Time, Part Eleven of Entanglement
Author: dracox-serdriel
Acknowledgement: A special thanks to my awesome beta reader, rince1wind
Status: Completed as part of horrorbigbang 2013
December and The Doctor kept at the logs, furiously searching the data and combing for answers.
"Hang on," Rose said. "You've got a message."
"From where?" December asked.
"Dunno, how do you switch this on?" Rose asked as she randomly pressed three buttons.
"By pressing those," December said.
"She's done this before," The Doctor explained.
They gathered around the smaller monitor as the message opened. First the picture was just white noise; then the grain became colored but the image remained unclear.
"Yes, it's working," a woman's voice said. "Doctor, it's working."
"Who is that?" Rose asked.
"I've heard that voice before," The Doctor said.
"Geronimo!" a man's voice came over the message. "Right-o, so, Doctor, don't know if you can hear us or not, but I got your message - and might I say, very cool memory transference how did you do it? - and I just thought I'd impart a simple 'hello'!"
The picture finally cleared, revealing The Doctor and River Song on their TARDIS.
"River Song," The Doctor said.
"Oi, is that you?" Rose asked. "You regenerated?"
"Am I wearing a bow tie?" The Doctor asked.
"Bow ties are cool," The Doctor said, pulling on his outrageously blue tie. "And this is River. You've met. Now, on to business. I got your message and came running to Florida, the fourth century, dunno why there, BUT! When we got here, small problem - "
River interrupted. "He didn't bother to check if we were being followed."
"Well, what kind of - Cyberman ships can't traverse the vortex. It's not like every day I've got people trying so hard to catch up that they'll wing it through all of time to do it."
"I'm not like that, am I?" The Doctor asked Rose.
"Oh, no," Rose said, only half truthfully.
"Now, that's the bad news. Now for the worse news. Like we said. Cyberman ships, through the vortex, over the earth in the fourth century. Luckily they were pulled apart and killed in the vortex, but the ships were intact enough to fall into formation, which would normally be very cool to watch, except the gravitational - "
"The ships fell to Earth," River cut him off. "Doctor, we don't have a long message to leave," she reminded him. "When they hit, they burned the land, and - "
"It disappeared!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Didn't blow up, didn't burn, no! It disappeared for about... oh, some number of seconds. More than a millisecond, less than an hour. Something along those lines. Very difficult to gauge when you don't check the time. Anyway, it reappeared with several layers of earth stripped away. Which was very cool, except for the bit about the catastrophic number of deaths. That bit was rather unfortunate."
"The people here said that the spirits condemned the war and so destroyed the soldiers of every side," River added.
"Fire rained down over the earth," Gwen whispered. "That's what we saw in the lobby."
"So, not sure if that's what you intended with your message or if that one's on us. But I know you're in there, Doctor, and the lovely Rose Tyler - hello - and you needed to know this. We can't get in."
"If you don't know already, you're sealed inside a pocket universe. Like nothing I've ever seen," River said. "It's like time has sealed the areas around you."
"She means, what? Like it's been cauterized?" Rose asked.
"Cauterized," The Doctor echoed thoughtfully.
"So, what are we to do, not being able to get in?" The Doctor's message continued. "Why, we've dug up everything we could and triple-encoded the message so you'll have every facet, every figure, every reading possible. For our location, anyway. Subfrequency C."
"He means channel 5," River said.
"Take care, Handy! And Rose. Give my love to your parents," he added. "See? That's how you end a message," he said to River.
She smiled and the picture went out.
"Sorry," Gwen spoke up. "But who was that?"
"Me," The Doctor replied. "Well, the old me. New old me."
"Handy?" Rose said to him. "I like that."
"Don't call me that."
"Oh this is brilliant!" December said as she brought up the data from channel 5. "This is fantastic!"
"Oh yes!" The Doctor exclaimed as he scanned the data stream. "Now we can delineate and modulate - "
"Meaning you can get us home?" Rose interrupted.
"Oh, just you watch!" December replied.
"The sun will be up in a hour or two. We need to burn this entire building to the ground," Dean said.
"Only way to lay the spirits to rest," Sam said.
"Problem: We don't have enough accelerant," Dean said.
Vincent spoke up, "Did you ask the others?"
Sam paged the com, "Rose? JD?"
"Sam?" Rose replied.
"Cliff Notes: We need to burn this place to the ground before we go," Dean cut in. "We've got barely enough to start the pyre in here, though. Let alone for this entire building. And it needs to burn all the way through. Completely."
"Well, then, my gun-happy Americans," The Doctor said, "I've good news. We've got a plan, and fire is involved."
Vincent and Molls traded loaded glances.
"Oh, and good news," Gwen added. "Remy is alive."
"Remy?" Molls asked. "Do you know which one?"
"No, sorry," Gwen said.
"Why not?" Dean asked. "If he's alive, can't he tell you?"
"He's sort of... different," Rose replied. "He was transformed into a kind of... dog-human hybrid."
"What?" Dean asked.
"He was exposed to something that modified his genetic makeup and physical appearance," The Doctor replied.
"Like a wacko science experiment?" Dean asked.
"No, like a long, slow, torturous experience that has changed him forever," The Doctor said. "Let's find you some more accelerant."
Sam turned to Dean, "That's not right."
"Nothing is right here," Vincent said.
"What did Remy do for a living?" Sam asked Molls and Vincent.
"He and his brother ran an Outdoor Sports store," Vincent replied.
"He work with animals ever?" Sam asked. "Maybe training dogs or something?"
"Sure," Molls replied. "Mostly for hunting partners. Is that important?"
"Yeah, it is," Sam said quietly. "Because it doesn't fit."
"Fit?" Slade prompted.
"He means that weirdo ghost and spirit activity, no matter how strange, all kind of go together," Dean said. "But mutant dog man does not."
"Does that mean something?" Sage asked.
"Generally that kind of thing is the product of a curse or a Trickster," Sam said. "And if Remy trained dogs, I'd lay my bet on Trickster."
"You mean, like what locked me in here?" Sage inquired, fear causing his voice to crack.
"Which is bad," Dean said. "Because it means whatever it was is still around and kicking."
"You bring any stakes with you?" Sam asked Dean.
"Just two," Dean replied.
"Stakes?" Slade asked. "Like for vampires?"
Dean shook his head. "You don't stake a vampire, you decapitate them. You drive a stake through a Trickster's midsection."
"I don't understand," Sage said, his voice trembling. "You mean there's something worse in here than the flickering and the cold and the ghosts?"
Dean sized Sage up. "Tricksters are a lot more powerful than ghosts. On top of that, they're real douchebags. So yeah, worse."
Sam fumbled for the wooden stakes in Dean's duffel. He paged the com, "Hurry it up!"
"That's a plan!" The Doctor boomed. "Wait, hang on, no it isn't."
"Reverse by following the quantum link. Send everything back!" December asserted. "That is very much a plan."
"Well, yeah, but not one that would work."
"You said you grew out of that other Doctor?" December asked.
"Yes, well, sort of..."
"Quantum-link!"
"That's... brilliant!" The Doctor said. "Hang on. That doesn't include your universe."
"Never mind my universe. Quantum particle entanglement and the power of my ship will send all the matter back to the right universes," December said. "Though, we'll need some more energy - "
"That's not the big problem, though, is it?" Rose said. "That amount of energy, to push something back into a universe through the seals of this one and the void... That'd tear organic matter apart."
"Oh, isn't she brilliant?" The Doctor said.
"That and you two need to get back to your home, I can't just pop you back into your original universe. You just need something to protect you."
"Like a life pod?" Rose asked.
"But, if we do that," The Doctor said. "Will that work?"
"I said my ship and I had been here for centuries. The other one - she's young, but old enough to fly on her own. She's cultivated out of the ground from a different universe, so if she comes with me, she'll die," December said.
"Doctor, what is she talking about?" Rose asked.
"Hurry it up!" Sam paged.
"We're working on it!" Rose paged back.
"What's going on?" Gwen asked.
"My ship integrates into its environment. There's a lot of matter from my original universe, but not a lot of land. So my ship grafted onto the other universe and grew - "
"Another TARDIS?" Rose asked. "Your ship just... grew another TARDIS?"
"Well, over about nine hundred years," The Doctor said. "Just a baby, actually."
"Let me make something clear," December said. "That ship is the child of this fine ship here. And that makes her family. I might not be able to travel through parallel universes normally, but I will know if she complains about your deportment."
"That was the weirdest threat I have ever heard," Gwen said to Rose.
"Don't worry," The Doctor said. "You've my word that she will be safe."
"Touching," Gwen said. "But I thought we were getting out of here?"
"Right, well, the people on the com keep saying stuff about lighting things on fire," December said. "Which can work. We extract the two ships from the building, and the ignition of the building can help fuel our escape."
"What do you need?" Gwen asked.
"I need a pair of hands here," December replied. "To get things moving. And there is an energy that's constantly locking us in. It's still active. I need more data on that."
"Yes, it's continuously cauterizing the pocket," The Doctor said, recalling the term Rose used. "You have a map for me, December? Rose can give you a hand here - "
"No," Gwen interrupted. "I'll do it."
"Sorry?"
Gwen looked at December. She asked, "Would it be all right if I came with you?"
"You'd be stranded in a parallel universe," December replied.
"Remy will need someone to look after him," Gwen said. "Dunno if you travel with people or not."
"Go on," The Doctor said. "Look at her!"
"Oh I don't mind at all," December said placidly. "But she'd be in a parallel universe for the rest of her life. No going home."
"There's no going home from here anyway," Gwen said. "Not after this."
"Right, then," The Doctor said. "Point us in the direction of the other ship."
"Your detector will beep when you get near it," she said. "The chameleon circuit will try to trip you up. Don't let it. Open the door and it'll be fine. You need to get the others into the TARDIS before we light anything on fire."
Rose said, "There's something else. On the scanner. Moving."
"Let me see... Huh. Whatever those are, they're not alive," The Doctor said. "But they certainly are animated."
"I'm assuming that means machines," Gwen said.
"Okay, here's the plan. We coat the building with some kind of accelerant, get everyone into the right ship, and light things on fire before we find out what's moving out there!" Rose said. "All agreed?"
All four nodded.
Rose paged the com. "Dean? Sam? You said something about a wish or something? Turns out there is some kind of energy binding this place - cauterizing it - continuously."
"Yeah, we got some details on that," Dean said.
"We're heading your way," Rose paged back
Rose took The Doctor's hand. "It's been a while since we've done this," she said.
"Oh yes!"
They raced down the hall and down the stairs.
"Don't you understand?" The Doctor said. "Everyone here is waiting for the sun to come up."
"Yeah, we're all ready to leave at sunrise," Rose replied.
"Except the sun will never rise on this place," The Doctor said. "There won't be a sunrise."
"Because there's no sun here!" Rose exclaimed. "Oh, that's... oh!"
"But we've got it now!" The Doctor said, turning to following the detector's beeping.
"Aha!" Rose said as they stopped at a door. She pushed it in and saw that the tripod was standing in the room. "We've been here before."
"Oh that's a crazy upgrade for the chameleon circuit," The Doctor said. "But I am prepared, oh yes!"
He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and held it against the far wall. Sure enough, the wall rippled into a door.
"Listen, Sam and Dean," Rose said. "And Jeet."
"We're here," Jeet said.
"Everyone from the other universe - the one in twenty-twelve - needs to go upstairs to the room with the giraffe on the door," Rose said over the com. "And everyone from our universe, the one in twenty-fourteen, needs to come down the hall to the room with... the... I'll draw a kangaroo on the door."
"So, two thousand twelve goes to the giraffe, and two thousand fourteen goes to the kangaroo," Sam summarized. "Great. But don't forget about the bodies."
"And the other thing," Rose said.
Dean asked, "What other thing?"
"Something's coming," Rose said. "We detected movement. A lot of movement. And whatever's moving out there isn't alive."
"Do you have accelerant we can use?" Sam asked.
"Oh, do we ever!" The Doctor replied, finally getting the door opened.
"Apparently," Rose said over the com.
They ducked into the room. It was clearly a different ship from the one upstairs. It was lovely.
"Okay, so things to make fire," The Doctor said. "We need packs with sprays filled with a good old-fashioned incendiary fluid that won't blow up with static electricity."
"Is that hard to find?"
"Nope, there should be enough right in here," The Doctor said, lifting up a random piece of the floor. "Oh, yes! This is brilliant!"
Rose paged again. "Right boys, we've got incendiary fluid. We're gonna pack it, so get ready, 'cause here we come."
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AUTHOR'S NOTES
Borrowed Time (Colloquialism)
n. period of uncertainty wherein certain outcomes are postponed or avoided but presumed to be inevitable in nature
Borrowed Time (Styx)
I'm so confused by the things I read, I need the truth
But the truth is, I don't know who to believe
The left say yes, and the right says no
I'm in between and the more I learn
Well, the less that I know
I got to make a show
Livin' high, living fine
Livin' high on borrowed time
Author: dracox-serdriel
Acknowledgement: A special thanks to my awesome beta reader, rince1wind
Status: Completed as part of horrorbigbang 2013
December and The Doctor kept at the logs, furiously searching the data and combing for answers.
"Hang on," Rose said. "You've got a message."
"From where?" December asked.
"Dunno, how do you switch this on?" Rose asked as she randomly pressed three buttons.
"By pressing those," December said.
"She's done this before," The Doctor explained.
They gathered around the smaller monitor as the message opened. First the picture was just white noise; then the grain became colored but the image remained unclear.
"Yes, it's working," a woman's voice said. "Doctor, it's working."
"Who is that?" Rose asked.
"I've heard that voice before," The Doctor said.
"Geronimo!" a man's voice came over the message. "Right-o, so, Doctor, don't know if you can hear us or not, but I got your message - and might I say, very cool memory transference how did you do it? - and I just thought I'd impart a simple 'hello'!"
The picture finally cleared, revealing The Doctor and River Song on their TARDIS.
"River Song," The Doctor said.
"Oi, is that you?" Rose asked. "You regenerated?"
"Am I wearing a bow tie?" The Doctor asked.
"Bow ties are cool," The Doctor said, pulling on his outrageously blue tie. "And this is River. You've met. Now, on to business. I got your message and came running to Florida, the fourth century, dunno why there, BUT! When we got here, small problem - "
River interrupted. "He didn't bother to check if we were being followed."
"Well, what kind of - Cyberman ships can't traverse the vortex. It's not like every day I've got people trying so hard to catch up that they'll wing it through all of time to do it."
"I'm not like that, am I?" The Doctor asked Rose.
"Oh, no," Rose said, only half truthfully.
"Now, that's the bad news. Now for the worse news. Like we said. Cyberman ships, through the vortex, over the earth in the fourth century. Luckily they were pulled apart and killed in the vortex, but the ships were intact enough to fall into formation, which would normally be very cool to watch, except the gravitational - "
"The ships fell to Earth," River cut him off. "Doctor, we don't have a long message to leave," she reminded him. "When they hit, they burned the land, and - "
"It disappeared!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Didn't blow up, didn't burn, no! It disappeared for about... oh, some number of seconds. More than a millisecond, less than an hour. Something along those lines. Very difficult to gauge when you don't check the time. Anyway, it reappeared with several layers of earth stripped away. Which was very cool, except for the bit about the catastrophic number of deaths. That bit was rather unfortunate."
"The people here said that the spirits condemned the war and so destroyed the soldiers of every side," River added.
"Fire rained down over the earth," Gwen whispered. "That's what we saw in the lobby."
"So, not sure if that's what you intended with your message or if that one's on us. But I know you're in there, Doctor, and the lovely Rose Tyler - hello - and you needed to know this. We can't get in."
"If you don't know already, you're sealed inside a pocket universe. Like nothing I've ever seen," River said. "It's like time has sealed the areas around you."
"She means, what? Like it's been cauterized?" Rose asked.
"Cauterized," The Doctor echoed thoughtfully.
"So, what are we to do, not being able to get in?" The Doctor's message continued. "Why, we've dug up everything we could and triple-encoded the message so you'll have every facet, every figure, every reading possible. For our location, anyway. Subfrequency C."
"He means channel 5," River said.
"Take care, Handy! And Rose. Give my love to your parents," he added. "See? That's how you end a message," he said to River.
She smiled and the picture went out.
"Sorry," Gwen spoke up. "But who was that?"
"Me," The Doctor replied. "Well, the old me. New old me."
"Handy?" Rose said to him. "I like that."
"Don't call me that."
"Oh this is brilliant!" December said as she brought up the data from channel 5. "This is fantastic!"
"Oh yes!" The Doctor exclaimed as he scanned the data stream. "Now we can delineate and modulate - "
"Meaning you can get us home?" Rose interrupted.
"Oh, just you watch!" December replied.
"The sun will be up in a hour or two. We need to burn this entire building to the ground," Dean said.
"Only way to lay the spirits to rest," Sam said.
"Problem: We don't have enough accelerant," Dean said.
Vincent spoke up, "Did you ask the others?"
Sam paged the com, "Rose? JD?"
"Sam?" Rose replied.
"Cliff Notes: We need to burn this place to the ground before we go," Dean cut in. "We've got barely enough to start the pyre in here, though. Let alone for this entire building. And it needs to burn all the way through. Completely."
"Well, then, my gun-happy Americans," The Doctor said, "I've good news. We've got a plan, and fire is involved."
Vincent and Molls traded loaded glances.
"Oh, and good news," Gwen added. "Remy is alive."
"Remy?" Molls asked. "Do you know which one?"
"No, sorry," Gwen said.
"Why not?" Dean asked. "If he's alive, can't he tell you?"
"He's sort of... different," Rose replied. "He was transformed into a kind of... dog-human hybrid."
"What?" Dean asked.
"He was exposed to something that modified his genetic makeup and physical appearance," The Doctor replied.
"Like a wacko science experiment?" Dean asked.
"No, like a long, slow, torturous experience that has changed him forever," The Doctor said. "Let's find you some more accelerant."
Sam turned to Dean, "That's not right."
"Nothing is right here," Vincent said.
"What did Remy do for a living?" Sam asked Molls and Vincent.
"He and his brother ran an Outdoor Sports store," Vincent replied.
"He work with animals ever?" Sam asked. "Maybe training dogs or something?"
"Sure," Molls replied. "Mostly for hunting partners. Is that important?"
"Yeah, it is," Sam said quietly. "Because it doesn't fit."
"Fit?" Slade prompted.
"He means that weirdo ghost and spirit activity, no matter how strange, all kind of go together," Dean said. "But mutant dog man does not."
"Does that mean something?" Sage asked.
"Generally that kind of thing is the product of a curse or a Trickster," Sam said. "And if Remy trained dogs, I'd lay my bet on Trickster."
"You mean, like what locked me in here?" Sage inquired, fear causing his voice to crack.
"Which is bad," Dean said. "Because it means whatever it was is still around and kicking."
"You bring any stakes with you?" Sam asked Dean.
"Just two," Dean replied.
"Stakes?" Slade asked. "Like for vampires?"
Dean shook his head. "You don't stake a vampire, you decapitate them. You drive a stake through a Trickster's midsection."
"I don't understand," Sage said, his voice trembling. "You mean there's something worse in here than the flickering and the cold and the ghosts?"
Dean sized Sage up. "Tricksters are a lot more powerful than ghosts. On top of that, they're real douchebags. So yeah, worse."
Sam fumbled for the wooden stakes in Dean's duffel. He paged the com, "Hurry it up!"
"That's a plan!" The Doctor boomed. "Wait, hang on, no it isn't."
"Reverse by following the quantum link. Send everything back!" December asserted. "That is very much a plan."
"Well, yeah, but not one that would work."
"You said you grew out of that other Doctor?" December asked.
"Yes, well, sort of..."
"Quantum-link!"
"That's... brilliant!" The Doctor said. "Hang on. That doesn't include your universe."
"Never mind my universe. Quantum particle entanglement and the power of my ship will send all the matter back to the right universes," December said. "Though, we'll need some more energy - "
"That's not the big problem, though, is it?" Rose said. "That amount of energy, to push something back into a universe through the seals of this one and the void... That'd tear organic matter apart."
"Oh, isn't she brilliant?" The Doctor said.
"That and you two need to get back to your home, I can't just pop you back into your original universe. You just need something to protect you."
"Like a life pod?" Rose asked.
"But, if we do that," The Doctor said. "Will that work?"
"I said my ship and I had been here for centuries. The other one - she's young, but old enough to fly on her own. She's cultivated out of the ground from a different universe, so if she comes with me, she'll die," December said.
"Doctor, what is she talking about?" Rose asked.
"Hurry it up!" Sam paged.
"We're working on it!" Rose paged back.
"What's going on?" Gwen asked.
"My ship integrates into its environment. There's a lot of matter from my original universe, but not a lot of land. So my ship grafted onto the other universe and grew - "
"Another TARDIS?" Rose asked. "Your ship just... grew another TARDIS?"
"Well, over about nine hundred years," The Doctor said. "Just a baby, actually."
"Let me make something clear," December said. "That ship is the child of this fine ship here. And that makes her family. I might not be able to travel through parallel universes normally, but I will know if she complains about your deportment."
"That was the weirdest threat I have ever heard," Gwen said to Rose.
"Don't worry," The Doctor said. "You've my word that she will be safe."
"Touching," Gwen said. "But I thought we were getting out of here?"
"Right, well, the people on the com keep saying stuff about lighting things on fire," December said. "Which can work. We extract the two ships from the building, and the ignition of the building can help fuel our escape."
"What do you need?" Gwen asked.
"I need a pair of hands here," December replied. "To get things moving. And there is an energy that's constantly locking us in. It's still active. I need more data on that."
"Yes, it's continuously cauterizing the pocket," The Doctor said, recalling the term Rose used. "You have a map for me, December? Rose can give you a hand here - "
"No," Gwen interrupted. "I'll do it."
"Sorry?"
Gwen looked at December. She asked, "Would it be all right if I came with you?"
"You'd be stranded in a parallel universe," December replied.
"Remy will need someone to look after him," Gwen said. "Dunno if you travel with people or not."
"Go on," The Doctor said. "Look at her!"
"Oh I don't mind at all," December said placidly. "But she'd be in a parallel universe for the rest of her life. No going home."
"There's no going home from here anyway," Gwen said. "Not after this."
"Right, then," The Doctor said. "Point us in the direction of the other ship."
"Your detector will beep when you get near it," she said. "The chameleon circuit will try to trip you up. Don't let it. Open the door and it'll be fine. You need to get the others into the TARDIS before we light anything on fire."
Rose said, "There's something else. On the scanner. Moving."
"Let me see... Huh. Whatever those are, they're not alive," The Doctor said. "But they certainly are animated."
"I'm assuming that means machines," Gwen said.
"Okay, here's the plan. We coat the building with some kind of accelerant, get everyone into the right ship, and light things on fire before we find out what's moving out there!" Rose said. "All agreed?"
All four nodded.
Rose paged the com. "Dean? Sam? You said something about a wish or something? Turns out there is some kind of energy binding this place - cauterizing it - continuously."
"Yeah, we got some details on that," Dean said.
"We're heading your way," Rose paged back
Rose took The Doctor's hand. "It's been a while since we've done this," she said.
"Oh yes!"
They raced down the hall and down the stairs.
"Don't you understand?" The Doctor said. "Everyone here is waiting for the sun to come up."
"Yeah, we're all ready to leave at sunrise," Rose replied.
"Except the sun will never rise on this place," The Doctor said. "There won't be a sunrise."
"Because there's no sun here!" Rose exclaimed. "Oh, that's... oh!"
"But we've got it now!" The Doctor said, turning to following the detector's beeping.
"Aha!" Rose said as they stopped at a door. She pushed it in and saw that the tripod was standing in the room. "We've been here before."
"Oh that's a crazy upgrade for the chameleon circuit," The Doctor said. "But I am prepared, oh yes!"
He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and held it against the far wall. Sure enough, the wall rippled into a door.
"Listen, Sam and Dean," Rose said. "And Jeet."
"We're here," Jeet said.
"Everyone from the other universe - the one in twenty-twelve - needs to go upstairs to the room with the giraffe on the door," Rose said over the com. "And everyone from our universe, the one in twenty-fourteen, needs to come down the hall to the room with... the... I'll draw a kangaroo on the door."
"So, two thousand twelve goes to the giraffe, and two thousand fourteen goes to the kangaroo," Sam summarized. "Great. But don't forget about the bodies."
"And the other thing," Rose said.
Dean asked, "What other thing?"
"Something's coming," Rose said. "We detected movement. A lot of movement. And whatever's moving out there isn't alive."
"Do you have accelerant we can use?" Sam asked.
"Oh, do we ever!" The Doctor replied, finally getting the door opened.
"Apparently," Rose said over the com.
They ducked into the room. It was clearly a different ship from the one upstairs. It was lovely.
"Okay, so things to make fire," The Doctor said. "We need packs with sprays filled with a good old-fashioned incendiary fluid that won't blow up with static electricity."
"Is that hard to find?"
"Nope, there should be enough right in here," The Doctor said, lifting up a random piece of the floor. "Oh, yes! This is brilliant!"
Rose paged again. "Right boys, we've got incendiary fluid. We're gonna pack it, so get ready, 'cause here we come."
Navigation
Entanglement, or the Ghost Field <<< Previous Part:
Part Ten: Please Mister Gravedigger Primary Post Next Part: >>>
Part Twelve: Cosmological Constant
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Borrowed Time (Colloquialism)
n. period of uncertainty wherein certain outcomes are postponed or avoided but presumed to be inevitable in nature
Borrowed Time (Styx)
I'm so confused by the things I read, I need the truth
But the truth is, I don't know who to believe
The left say yes, and the right says no
I'm in between and the more I learn
Well, the less that I know
I got to make a show
Livin' high, living fine
Livin' high on borrowed time