The Doctor and The Captain - Book One

S1 EP12: Bad Wolf Part 3

"Okay, you win, the Controller's got to handle this." Pavale says as he and his colleague watch the Doctor, Captain and Lynda on the monitor. "Archive makes a record of all transmat activities. Find out how they got on board. Archive Six." he takes his headphones off and walks over to the centre of the room and up to the Controller. "Controller... we have a problem."

"Continue working."

"We have a security problem."

"Continue wokring."

"I'm sorry, but I can't. We have contestants outside the games, but the alarms haven't gone off."

"No security, the games continue."

"We can't just let them wander."

"They are no-one. They are no-one." the Controller says as the woman colleague places her hand on a scanner making the Controller stiffen with pain.

"I'm sorry, I was just, erm..."

"Archive Six is out of bounds."

"But I need to check the transmat log."

"Archive Six is out of bounds. No-one may enter Archive Six. Return to work... Return to work. Inform all staff, solar flares in delta point seven. nineteen, twenty..."

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"Compatible systems... Just align the wave signature..." Jack talks to himself as he finishes creating a gun out of the defabricator. "That-a-boy! Got myself a gun! Well, ladies, the pleasure was all mine, which is the only thing that matters in the end." he says walking out of the room. He rushes out the door and finds himself on floor two nine nine, where he places his hand on the scanner calling the lift, he checks his wrist watch "Four hearts, that's them. Which floor?" he enters the lift which takes him to the floor the Captain and Doctor are on.

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"Blimey! I've never seen it for real before, not from orbit." Lynda says as the three enter a room faces the Earth. "Planet Earth!"

"What's happened to it?"

"It's always been like that, ever since I was born. See there? That's the Great Atlantic Smog Storm. It's been going twenty years. We get newsflashes, telling us when it's safe to breathe outside."

"So the population just sits there."

"I can see why you need that many channels."

"Half the world's too fat, half's too thin, and you lot just watch telly."

"Ten thousand channels, all beaming down from here."

"The human race! Brainless sheep, being fed on a diet of... Mind you, have they still got that programme where three people live with a bear?"

"Ooh, that was a good one." the Captain nods.

"Oh, Bear With Me, I love that one!"

"And me. The celebrity edition where the beat got in the bath... But it's all gone wrong, I mean, history's gone wrong, again!"

"This should be the  Fourth Great and Bountiful Human Empire. I don't understand. Last time we were here we put it right."

"No, but that's when it first went wrong, a hundred years ago, like you said. All the news channels, they just shut down overnight."

"Don't tell me you're being serious." the Captain says.

"But that was us. We did that."

"There was nothing left in their place, no information. The whole planet just froze. The government, the economy, they collapsed. That was the start of it, one hundred years of hell."