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“There’ something wrong.”

The Doctor frowned, clanking around under the TARDIS control panel, rather energetically whacking it with a spanner. His long legs were sprawled out and the only thing visible, boots resting close-by to where he’d tossed his tweed jacket and a whole other selection of random bits of technology and metal that appeared ( Read more... )

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