☆ Alone in this world ☆ Book 2

☆ The Pyramid At The End Of The World ☆ part 2

"This is impossible. We can't search a whole planet in a few minutes."

"Narrow it down. They landed the Pyramid in the middle of military crisis- what was the point of that?"

"OK, what was the point?" Bill asks.

"What was the effect? They told us the world was ending in a potential war zone- what did we assume was going to happen?"

"World War 3," Bill and {Y/n} say at the same time.

"But it didn't. The trick with misdirection - don't look where the arrow is pointing, look where it's pointing away from. So, what's already on our radar, that we should be worried about right now? Forget about war - what else could end the world?"

"Bacteria," Nardole stands proud.

"I like the sound of that."

"New strain of flu? Plague?"

"People can be immune and whatever it is will kill all life on earth, not just humans - plague discriminates. So this isn't a plan, it's a mistake. Somebody, somewhere, is doing something that's about to blow up in everybody's face." The Doctor says before walking around the room and touching the computer screens.

"What are you doing?"

"The distraction tells us that whatevers coming is already on a watch list. I just put all the top-secret intelligence documents in the world online - In searchable format," he says.

"What?"

"Sit down and Google," he instructs. Bill smiles before sitting down at the desk and typing into the computer. {Y/n} walks over to the Doctor, a smug smile present on her face.

"Why, Doctor, you never fail to amaze me with that brilliant mind of yours," she smiles, looking at him.

"My mind isn't the only impressive thing about me," He smirks.

"Oh, I'm aware," she smirks squeezing his bottom playfully making his face heat up. Lucky for him, everyone was too busy to have noticed. He clears his throat.

"Doctor, listen,"

"What?"

"Isn't it worth at least just considering doing the deal?"

"What deal?"

"All we have to do is consent,"

"That's what the Secertary- General thought. They burned him."

"He was afraid - I'm not being afraid, I'm being smart."

"Yeah, being smart is not giving away your planet. So - an accident, leading to irrevocable consequences. I like bacteria. They can spread. Once they're out, you can't put them away again. What could they do? What do you depend on?" He thinks out loud.

"Air, water, food, beer." Nardole says. {Y/n} chuckles softly in the background.

"Air, water and food. Let's say somethings going to change, something is going to be released. Something new, something fast. I'm feeling...I'm feeling biochemical. Check Biochemical trials."

"Yes, sir." nardole nods, typing.

"Doctor...that world was dead a year from now. We should at least go in there and talk."

"There are about 100,000 biochemical trials going on right now." Nardole announced.

"Specifically related to GM bacteria."

"Er...6,000."

"How many have reached stage two? You cannot accept their offer." The Doctor turns to the Colonel.