All prisoners suddenly find themselves slipping into unconsciousness amid the fire and chaos, black smoke clouding their vision and filling their lungs until they pass out. However, when they wake up they will find themselves in a very different place altogether
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He frowned when the Doctor revealed who he was. He certainly could be the Doctor. In fact he was rather a lot like the Doctor, which made Harry inclined to believe he was. So he smiled at him, and then blinked as the Doctor got an arm free.
"How did you do that?" Harry pulled at his restraints again experimentally, but they definitely weren't going to give and there wasn't enough space to pull his hands free.
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"So!" he said, getting to work on the straps holding down his old friend. "What have you been up to? It's been a long time, hasn't it? And you've aged a bit" he smirked, teasingly. "Last time I saw you was... er" he paused and looked up. "Kraal? Those androids... It must have been then.." By this point, The Doctor sounded more like he was talking to himself, as he worked on undoing the restraints. "A lot's happened, a lot of years have passed since our time" he said, smiling warmly at his old companion and friend.
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Harry watched the Doctor undo his restraints and decided not to agree with the Doctor's assessment of his brilliance because it would only encourage him. "You've regenerated," he pointed out, as if it wasn't obvious.
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He finished with the straps at his wrists and moved to help with the ones at his legs. "So which part of time and space did they snatch you from? And how long have you been stuck here?" he asked curiously.
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Once the Doctor had Harry's hands free he sat up and started on the restraints on his other leg. "I was at home. On Earth," he added. "I've been here two days without a trial. If I have violated the Official Secrets Act I'd at least like to know what it was I did." Harry did sound a bit huffy about it.
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The Doctor smoothly swept back and put both hands on his pockets, leaning against the edge of the gurney. "If I were you, I wouldn't worry too much about the official secrets act. That's probably the least of your concerns" he said, looking around himself at all the different types of people lying on the gurneys. Such a strange and mismatched group of people...
The Doctor snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at Harry again. "We're in a prison therefor you'd think we were brought in for criminal acts but what if we weren't? What if we were picked by some other means?" he asked. "And even if it was because of things we had done... what did they put you away for? Or me? Really..."
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"According to the computers in our cells I'm here because I violated the Official Secrets Act. So I think I ought to be concerned about it." Harry generally was, even if the Doctor never seemed to care. "There's nothing else I could be in here for. I'm no one special."
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He paused to think about it, scratching the back of his neck. Forgery, aiding a criminal, identity theft, kidnapping, hijacking various vehicles and of course there was the more serious stuff and there were different laws on different worlds too... So when he said it could be anything, he really meant anything.
"So have you spoken to the Warden?" he asked. "Has anyone here spoken to him?" he added. He wanted to try and speak to the Warden and if the others had a chance, then he might. And even if no one had spoken to him, it wouldn't stop The Doctor from trying. Damn his ego...
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"I spoke to him yesterday. He met with a few people. I'm not sure what he told the others, but he wouldn't answer any of my questions properly. He was just vague and said I wouldn't understand." He frowned. The Doctor had more knowledge than he did. Maybe Harry wouldn't understand, but the Doctor would. "You could try requesting a meeting when we get back," he suggested.
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This would help him understand his captor more... If he could just talk with this Warden who was keeping them locked up, ask a few questions. Even an evaded answer spoke volumes, especially to a seasoned Time Lord like himself.
"I suppose I could ask for a meeting when I ask for my clothing back" he said, tugging at the horrible dirty clothing he had been given upon his arrival at the camp site.
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"I asked for some proper clothes the first night I was here and the next day there were these." It did look odd to see the Doctor in something so simple, but Harry had got used to seeing various people wearing them.
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"And how did you get to ask for your clothing back? Did you just shout it out? Ask for a post it note? Send a miracle e mail? Have you actually heard of e mail? Hmm never mind...." he paused. "There has to be more to this place... how did they even get us in this room? How do they move us around?" he asked, looking up at the ceiling. He glanced around at the walls, trying to find any signs of a transporter, a door... anything.
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"I asked about my clothes on the computer. And I do know about email. I'm not completely computer illiterate." Although Harry didn't mention just how little he could use a computer...
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