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Doctor Who - BBC << Previews <<>> Next >> The interior of the Master's TARDIS looked a lot different than the Doctor's. The walls were lined with bookshelves and foreign machines that constantly moved like clockworks. The console itself was clean and of black metal, but engraved with delicate patterns that could only be felt when one ran their fingers over them. Somewhere stood a table with lots of taken apart things, where the Master loved to tinker around. And when he wasn't busy with that he usually sat on the sofa he had dragged inside here to read. What Roka liked most about his TARDIS, though, was the lighting.

On a world where human colonists live in gigantic trees, the Doctor, Amy, and Rory have joined a safari into an alien jungle to find the source of an invisible threat that is killing people from afar. They've found the monster's lair, and now they come face to face with a force that is killing an entire world... Start at the Beginning Chapter 29 The Doctor stared, a look of wonder on his face. “It’s Hanaii,” he said. “What's Hanaii?” Amy demanded. He turned and looked at them with an amazed look on his face, then immediately turned back to the “monster.” “It’s Hanaii technology.R

The Doctor steps out of the TARDIS, clearly on Earth, into a small, sort of dirty alley. He looks at his watch. “Earth! London! 21st century! May 11th, 2020, to be exact.” The Doctor puts a hand on his TARDIS, “But why here? Why did you bring me here? Everything’s f-” BOOM! The Doctor spins around and runs out of the alley. There are Dalek ships in the air and a block of Daleks is coming down the street towards the Doctor. There are no humans to be seen. “What!” The Doctor is spinning around, trying to absorb it all. The Daleks see him. “You have exited your home. Return or you will be ext

         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~                                                     The night before the  Doctor came         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It had to find a body. If this "it" , this "form" this "big fog" didn't find a body, soon it wasn't going to last much longer. ( this is a  different alien that I have made up, now please back to your regularly scheduled reading.) Katharine  Michealis walked down the dark streets of Cardiff, Wales. It wasn't a good time to be in the streets of Cardiff at night, it never was, a really never would be and she knew it. All the Nostrovites, Weavils, Weeping A

На часах было за полночь, а Джонс не спал. Он пытался заснуть, но в голове роились разные мысли, снова возвращав

"Hunter!" A raspy male voice called from a distance. The person in which the call was directed to, young Hunter himself, had heard the shouts of his father's panicked speech, but continued on running. That was something that had always come natural to him; running, but never had he needed it to escape a fatal foe. Only he could see the beast that stayed just at his tail. With it's gleaming red eyes and taut, blackened skin, it was literally the stuff of nightmares. This had not been Hunter's first encounter with the deadly villain. For some nights earlier, he saw the ghastly face in his slumber, which for not to long would remain sound. In a