for rude_not_ginger: Universe hopping, part 2.

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It was no lie when Jack said travelling with the transverser might be more uncomfortable than the Vortex Manipulator. In fact, such an idea was quite the understatement. This? This hurt. It felt as though his insides had been ripped out and unceremoniously stuffed back in. Felt so much in fact that he reached a hand down to check

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"Yep, yep, I'm fine," the Doctor said, straightening up. It hurt, but it felt more like he'd been stuffed full of electricity and he needed to bounce up and down in order to expel it. He managed a quick hop, then turned back to Jack.

"We need to figure out a way to configure that," he said. "Get it to our universe. The TARDIS won't be safe on the resort by herself for long. And my brown suit is there, I don't really want to leave it."

He looked around the street where they'd arrived. It was empty, deserted. And warm, oddly enough. It wasn't nearly this warm on the last Earth they'd landed on.

"Easy guess that this isn't where we belong. I wonder why we keep landing on Earth."

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Jack awkwardly straightened himself up and looked back and forth down the deserted street.

"Nope," he said. "Still not in Kansas." He squinted as he looked down the empty street.

"Glad to see you've got your priorities in order," he said. "Wouldn't want to be without your suit now, would we?"

He looked down at the device in his hand. "Yeah," he said. "Might take it apart. Try not to cut the wrong wire and take a whole universe out with it though. Something like this... configuring it, well..." it wouldn't be easy.

Taking a few steps ahead, Jack put the device in his pocket. He turned a corner and stalled as he looked up. His face fell.

"Oh no," he said, and called back. "Doctor! Might want to take a look at this."

Because there, in front of him, was a huge copper statue. A statue of the Master.

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"Well, that takes away any hopes I had that we might be in the right universe somehow," the Doctor said, sighing.

The Master, alive. That was the first thing that hit him. The Master was here, somewhere, living. Living and controlling the Earth. Right, not so exciting as the idea that the Master was alive.

"Where're the people?" he asked, looking around. "Earth had people when the Master took over, he needed them to fuel his empire."

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"It keeps taking us to Earth," Jack said, repeating something the Doctor mentioned before. "That thing we fell through, whatever caused that, it must originate here somehow. It was London we were in last time and so..." he ran ahead, up past boarded up windows to a street corner.

He looked up, and saw this street sign. "This is London too," he said, looking back at him.

"Dead?" he suggested, looking back at the Doctor. "Whatever's going on you can bet it won't be too long before we're watched. We need to work out how to operate that device and get out of here. We can't play around in this Universe, Doctor."

And of course what he was really saying was they couldn't try and fix things. Couldn't try and save the Master.