‘How good is your self-control, Doctor?’
Light. Daylight, in fact, and - where was he? The Doctor slowly opened his eyes, blinking slowly, his thoughts still drug-edged and sleepy. He was lying on a bed - tied to a bed - in some sunny, empty room of the Valiant, a large observation window not far away. His body felt odd - that was it, he
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