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...when kate finally manages to force her eyes open and look around, she realises a lot of things happend while she was unconscious, and she needs to know about all of them now. The last thing she remembers before her vision had totally abandoned her and her mind surrendered to sleep, was the sickening grin of the smug man she hated with a deep rooted passion.

Not only that, but she was seventy percent sure that he knocked her out while half strangling an employee, barely looking at her as he aimed the dart gun. Only walking over to her when his fifth dart had managed to hit and she went down, leaning over her body just to gloat and grin

Right now, Kate would do a lot and pay a lot to smash his nose In, but there where too major problems surrounding that plan. One, that she was cuffed and bound to a plush office style chair. And two, that he wasn't in the room, which was definitely the bigger issue for her

She sifts through her hazy and drugged memories, trying to figure out how the situation went from being in unit tower early in the morning, to being thousands of feet away, tied up in the valiant, at five in the morning of the next day. All she can remember is being tossed about like a doll by cybermasters and feeling her ears popping.

Kate's startled out of her daze however, when the door slowly opens and a group of people are herded into the room by two cybermasters, gun arms flailing about dramatically

Being threatened by them are Yasmin, Graham and Ryan, which are three people Kate has never been so glad and worried to see. Her not wanting to be alone anymore, but knowing what a weak spot they are. Being half dragged in after them, looking barley alive (which isn't a change for him) is jack, hands cuffed and eyes blindfolded.

Jack gets dumped down into the chair opposite Kate, and the three companions are forced to stand in a huddle in the corner, looking mostly scared and confused but also with a far amount of defiance that Kate mentally credits them for

After enough time has passed to create dramatic flair and for Kate to try give the three a very weak reassuring smile, the door bursts open, a giddy master bounding into the room and mockingly salutes to both Kate, jack and his cybermasters

He just stands there for a moment, taking in the scene, pulling out his phone at taking a picture (which makes Kate roll her eyes in disgust, and slowly wanders about the room grinning, before he stops at the end of the table and opens his mouth to speak

Finally, the master is here

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"Welcome welcome one and all, isn't this gathering such fun already!"

The master exclaims excitedly, stretching out his arms to either side and grinning eagerly, before he sighs dramatically and slams both hands down on the table with a loud smack

"Now, I know what your thinking, what's ticking about in your tiny little minds. But you should stop thinking about it, there's no escape for you, there's no out, so just sit and watch"

As he talks Kate tries not to recoil as he moves around the table, getting nearer and nearer to her, finally snarling the last part in her face. Close up Kate can pick up on the unnatural silver hue to some of his veins and how he looks a bit more...sickly then she's seen before

But soon he's bounding away, grinning again and laughing

"Ahhhahah, eugh...right" he clears his throat, sniffing and glancing at the clock

"So then, I should, probably explain a little, because while your fear is.... delicious, my dear little main meal is waiting patiently back stage for her time to shine"

He sighs then, smiling to himself, the smile of someone being the only person to understand the inside joke. And kate's about to speak up to try probe him for more but he just ploughs on

"I was trying to get into the doctors mindset you see, trying to figure out what wonderful plan of mine had been the best, the most perfect...the valiant, of course, I mean surely....I had the doctor for a year, a whole year locked in a cage haha! Ohhhh it was great! If it worked then, It should be able to work now, right !? So all I needed to do was collect the players"

I starts to point as he talks "first, jack the massive accidental fuck up that I can...have some fun with" he croons voice going from calm to vicious as he moving his eyebrows so the words turn more suggestive

"Then, the poor, worried companions, desperately clinging onto the hope that the 'magical doctor' will save them....your my replacement for the Jones" his voice has gone more cruel and angry now, as his gaze locks in on yaz "although....you might be a problem, like that fucking Martha Jones was" he snarls, hand shaking slightly, eyes blazing with anger at the memory, the sliver hue to his veins getting stronger, antagonized by yaz glaring back at him and very slowly flipping him off

Then he seems to calm himself down slightly, gaze
turning to Kate "then third and finally, the angry little toy who just won't stop fighting back...last time that was the doctor, but I think you can replace her this time" he murmurs softly, eyes looking her up and down "you even look slightly similar to her current face" his voice turning more evaluative as he examines Kate and she resolutely glares back

"you won't break us, now where is the doctor, what have you done to her "

Kate whispers, putting as much venom into her voice as she can, tugging on the rope and cuffs as she leans forward towards the master

He just grins like a exited child and jumps about excitedly

"Ahhhhh, that's the best part ! because I needed one very important replacement, one key role that needed to be filled !.... because of course, I had a wife, Lucy Saxon herself...but with her gone I had to find a replacement

He gives one last grin before pointing to the main doors to the room, wich bursts open as the doctor is lead in.

And the sight makes Kate both extremely relieved and extremely concerned for her friend and what he master has done

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Obviously the first thing Kate notices is the dress, he's made sure things wok that way, of course he'd have planned it out to work that way, Kate curses at herself for being so easily manipulated by him.

That blood red colour of Lucy Saxons old dress really does stand out against her skin though, of course it does, and it fits her so well, her hair also longer now to match Lucy's, and lips smudged with something sticky and red, just enough to draw attention but not be overwhelming

Kate has to admit, the doctor looks gorgeous, in the dress Lucy wore when she danced with the master, the dress she wore when she shot him, when she killed him

But in the reflection of the door Kate can see what sets her apart from Lucy, the things that Lucy would never have.

The intricate circles and lines burned into the skin of her shoulder blade. Kate's seen galifrayan enough to be able to recognise it just from a glance and this burn clearly says something, but she can't pretend for even a second to be able to read it however

Except, it still looks raw and new, so surely it's probably something significant to the master, most likely his name Kate reasons in her head and it disgusts her. How he must of held her down and ignored her screams of pain as he fused his name into her skin, breathing in the smell of burning tissue and nerves, branding her friend like a possession. It made Kate's heart twist with a rage that was all she needed to fuel her.

Seeing her friend stumble forward towards the master as the cybermaster she's cuffed to starts to walk forward, sends another flash of hot rage through her body and Kate twists her arm around at painful and uncomfortable angles to be able to reach the knots of the ropes that tightly bind her to the chair.

"Ohhhh oh oh, you look so perfect love"

The master is crooning, stalking closer to her, eyes alight with a sick fire and a hand trembling slightly as it reaches out to the doctor.

Kate's fingers scrabble and tug at the knots as the doctor cringes away from his hand. And the disgust within Kate digs its roots in deeper when she feels her finger begin to slice open as the works at the rope, because from her angle while she can't see the fragments of metal deliberately threaded in-between the different strands of rope, she can definitely feel them.

And by the amount of pain already thrumming up her arms, she can tell there are already several pieces deeply embedded into and under her skin, fraying her veins and patience. Blood sliding in sticky rivulets down her arms, also making her fingers slick and red while little droplets fall onto the floor and seat cushion

But she keeps going, trying not to show any sign of her pain as more of the splinters carve there way into her wrists and the softest skin on the inside of her arms, also now disfiguring her fingerprints as they claw there way under her flesh while she tries to undo the knots. To realise the rope binding her arms to the armrests

Weather it's a good thing or bad thing that the masters attention is only on the doctor is something she can consider later, eyes locked on the two as the master begins to slide his hands around her waist almost reverently, forcing her closer as he whispers to her in a language that Kate doesn't know and clearly by the half of jack's face that's visible, he doesn't know either. But it's obviously that whatever he's saying is really disgusting the doctor.

" How could you think I could keep my hands away when you look like such a perfect snack"

The master suddenly switched back to English his expression so deadly serious and seeming too look straight through the doctor as she tries to recoil from him, expression disgusted and angry.

"Look, just stop this, you can't force me to feel the kind of single minded devotion lucy felt, you can't use me as a replacement for her, so just stop this and let us all go"

The doctor half whispers half snarls at him, eyes locked with him, neither of them noticing when Kate manages to get the ropes free, leaving only the cuffs

The masters about to reply when Kate stands. Because like she's always been told, adrenaline does funny things to a persons body, once that fight or flight kicks in, there's no stopping it

And right now, Kate is definitely in the mindset of fight.

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With all the strength she can find, Kate yanks at the cuffs, snapping the plastic of the armrests and freeing both of her hands, and then darts to the other side of the table and tears the blindfold off jack, who had clearly been waiting for a chance to make his escape, the ropes already loose and cuffs discarded on the floor.

Throughout her breakout Kate hadn't looked over to where the master was, to busy freeing jack, but now as he stands she looks over at the master.

Neither yas, Graham or Ryan have moved, probably because they still have guns aimed at them. But what confuses Kate is that the doctor has moved at all, and the master has barley moves either

He's holding a tube of powder in one hand and a lighter in the other, and just, grinning at the doctor, laughing one of his wheezy laughs. The doctors expression is a mix of disgusted and desperation that also confuses Kate and she just stands there for a moment, not sure what's going on, blood still dripping from her cut arms onto the floor

"Doctor, I don't understand, what is happening"

Kate says quietly, trying to stay calm as neither the doctor or the master move, seemingly having a conversation without words they can hear or understand

"Kate Stewart....I want you to understand, what it's like...to have someone under your care"

The master speaks slowly, eyes fixed on the doctor, not moving at all

"To have them completely, under your control" he sniffs and clears his throat before continuing "it's perfect, they wear what you want, they sleep where you want, they eat what....you need"

He paused a moment, his voice casual and offhand, seemingly deep in thought

"There are some really really good things you can feed someone, like fruit and cake and chocolate...."

"but of course, you can choose not, you can give them drugs, poison. Things like cigarettes or o-or arsenic, such a fascinating poison"

He pauses as he speaks, looking slightly eager and exited "Or, if you have a more, cultivated palette....you can give them HEX, the universes version of cocaine, the most addictive and damaging stuff in all the galaxies. And it's way too easy to put it in a pets food, and get them very hooked very fast"

He looks very exited now, grinning eagerly and bouncing slightly, the hand holding the tube shaking slightly, making the powder jump about in the tube, eyes are still locked on the doctors

"Now then you'll be a good kitty won't you, because I have to teach your little mouse friends a lesson, and I don't need any dabbling little paws"

He murmurs, slipping the tube back in his pocket and turning to face Kate, advancing towards her.

Kate tries to back away but his hand goes out and shoves her roughly backwards into one of the chairs around the table, which jolts slightly at the impact and spins slightly.

When Kate goes to stand a hand closes around her throat and holds her down, while the rest of the masters body is turned towards jack, and he's kicking out viciously at him, grinning and laughing wheezily.

Kate struggles herself, her hands clawing and attacking his. Blood from her cut fingers smearing over the master's hand, legs kicking out at his side.

The doctor dithers about, looking worried and unsure, as she tries to figure out weather the risk of helping her friends would be worth the consequences.

The master gives jack one last kick to the stomach and he's propelled backwards, head slamming into the chest of a cybermaster, half knocking jack out and making him crumple to the floor with a groan of pain.

The doctor takes a step forward and the masters head snaps over to her, expression turning vicious as he snarls at her, his eyes burning with anger and the silver under his skin shining brighter

"No! Don't you dare doctor! Don't even try to help them, your not allowed!"

"I don't. Want. It" the doctor grits out, now glaring at him, but he only laughs slightly

"Oh no love, but you need it, so much or you'll crash, and you know that " his voice soft and coaxing

She pauses, looking even more unsure and the master holds her gaze for a moment before his attention goes back to Kate, still pinned to the chair by her throat

"....now, this is how things are going to work, you act out, and I'll hurt my dear doctor.....she acts out and I'll hurt you, or jack or the little companions"

He gestures loosely to Yas, Graham and Ryan, who are still pinned in place by the inbuilt weapons of the cybermasters.

"So, tell me Kate Stewart, do you like your smile, do you like your teeth....or do you think they should be longer"

The master murmurs, leaning towards Kate, pulling out a black handled knife from an inside pocket of his jacket. Grinning eagerly

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The master twirls the knife between his fingers with a sickening comfortability, before he presses the tip of the blade to Kate's lips. Just hard enough to nick them slightly and draw blood, which begins to slowly run in a greasy trail down to her chin and drip onto her clothes

"What if I where to just, cut out your gums, just peel them back like a cheese string, would your gums be a stringy or maybe more squishy and oozing texture with all that sticky blood, if just love to know....would it make them look a little longer, or maybe just make them fall out"

He whispers, looking at her like he was scared of the idea, as if he would never do something like that.

"What would it feel like d'you think, I bet it would hurt, so much! Right!? Feeling your teeth so bare and exposed, blood dripping into your mouth, that would probably shut you up surely it would hurt to much to talk!?

He gets more animated as he talks, looking less scared and more eager and exited, finishing with a manic glint in his eyes

"You said, if they do something, you'll hurt me....so just do what you want to me, and leave them alone"

The doctors voice cuts through the moment as she tries to look a bit more defiant and confident, the masters gaze turns on her so fast and with such eagerness it makes Kate feel sick

"Wait no don't-!"

Kate weakly tries to protest, tasting the rust of her blood in her mouth from her lips, but it's too late

The master races across the room and his hand closes around the doctors throat, slamming her back against the wall as his mouth crashes down onto her

Kate can't see much from her angles but he seems to be devouring her, clutching at her throat so tightly while his tongue dives into her mouth. The doctors hands are trembling slightly as they hand against his chest, trying to push him away to no avail.

Finally he draws back and with the other hand that was pressed against the wall next to the doctors head slaps her hard across the face, making her head snap snap to the side as much as it can with her throat pinned.

Then he lets her go, stepping back and watching as she gasps in air, leaving it long enough that her respiratory bipas was forced to kick in.

"Your so right love, I did say that didn't I..."

He murmurs reaching out a hand to gently stroke the doctors hair, before his gaze slowly turns back to Kate

"....you do something like that again and I'll fuck her life out on that table, and it will be all your fault"

I croons, laughing wheezily as his gaze bores into Kates, making her skin prickle.

Then he seems to pull himself together a bit, sniffing and rubbing his nose as he begins firing orders to his cybermasters

"Right then right right right, you two take the humans to change into the new, perfectly collected uniforms" he says dismissively with a loose hand gesture

"then you can take jack to the new cells installed in the lower floors" He starts striding towards the stairs leading the the raised area before spinning back around to spinning back around to point at the cybermasters the doctor is cuffed to

"And you, follow me, bring me my love"
He purs, grinning eagerly before taking the stairs two at a time

Kate can only watch as the doctor is pulled after him, stumbling up the stairs the the tall heels she's wearing with the dress, Kate and the doctors companions being Shepherd out the room

The last thing Kate hears before she's pulled out the room dripping blood onto the floor, is the masters gloating voice

"Now, time to make your precious earth mine again

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Corridors blur together and soon Kate finds herself hopelessly disoriented, with no idea where she is in the shop at all. She remembers beginning pulled down a flight of stairs that seem more rust and cold concrete then the plush carpet and wood panelling she just left.

Finally she and the doctors companions are roughly shoved into a dingy room, with only a few blankets to share between them.

One corner of the ceiling is stained with mold or damp, seeping out from the darkest point, infecting grimy white paint. The walls must have been completely smooth, but now have many chips and scratched pockmarking the surface and the floor is cold concrete.

Kate sighs as the door slams shut and the sound of many loud clunky locks can be heard as they shut tightly, sealing them in

Kate's gaze then falls on the three shivering companions and they all collectively huddle in a little circle on the floor under the blankets

"So.....not that it isn't great too see all you three again, but you lot have a lot of explaining to do"

She mutters, looking between each of them.

Graham gives a Kate a slight smile, something between pity and sympathy.

"Well ummm, where do we start?" He asks glancing at the other two.

"Start with how you all ended up stuck with the master" Kate prompts firmly.

"....So we was travelling with the doc y'know all sorta normal stuff, getting blown up and runnin and trying weird glowing fruit. But then we noticed that the doc was getting a bit more, quiet. Which is normal for he actually, but it did begin to y'know, worry us after a while."

Graham explains, laughing slightly when he describes what they'd been doing, his voice getting more concerned as he continues

"We tried askin, of course, but never really got anywhere..."

Yaz then jumps in as Graham seems to falter

"We knew it was something different this time though, because she was acting really strange, like so much more jumpy then usual. So we....kinda teamed up against her...."

This time yaz trails off looking sheepish and Graham also has a guilty look on his face, so Ryan explains with a sigh

"Look we kinda guilted her into telling us what was going on, and none of us feel good about it okay, but we were really worryin a lot by then man. Turns out we where being, as she put it, hunted.....said that we had been followd by a group of people across space and time, and she had no idea what they really wanted or if we could shake them."

Ryan explains, being more matter of fact then the other two, wich Kate respects and appreciates in a way, and she makes a mental note to try hire him in the future.

".... nothing really happened for a while, but then things went proper bad on a planet we where visiting, wanted to experience there harvest festival and so we all dressed up a bit, wore white and cream because of there traditions and all. Turns out they don't really have set in place equality rules there, and being a planet orbiting two suns and being close to lost a few other very bright stars, well me and yaz where the ones who fit in better there."

Ryan continues to explain, looking slightly uncomfortable at the end, clearly not happy with how Graham and the doctor where most likely treated

Graham takes over explaining now, looking a little bit shaken as he recalls what happened

"Me and the doc got separated from Ryan and yaz, and it didn't take long to figure out there solution was to keep us locked away somewhere, the doc told me that we needed to escape or there was a high chance we'd be sold. Now I've been scared before, but being told that....it hit hard"

Graham pauses for a moment, looking more unnerved as he continues

"We was about to make a break for it, the doc had just nicked one the peoples key cards, but then these people walked in, dressed all in black and wearing weird masks. Last thing I really remember was the gas filling the room before I blacked out..."

Graham trails off, looking over at Ryan and yaz

"It didn't go any better for us to be honest, we where sorta trying to get them out of everything, and we got directed to some office for complaints, few moments later people In all black walk in and totally gassed out the room..."

Yaz murmurs looking a bit regretful and annoyed as she talks, clearly bothered by how easy it was

Ryan finishes the story, looking slightly tired now and late realises how late in the day in must be by now

"When we all woke, we was on some really bashed up looking ship, and the doctor wasn't with us, one of them came in and told us who they were, we kinda realised how bad the situation was then, and well....we all kinda panicked, a lot"

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"turns out they were professional bounty hunters, said they were the best of the best, paid by that master guy to get us. They said he had told them the doctor knew him too well, that she would no how to escape if it was him, and well, turns out he was a bit wrong then"

Ryan mumbles and Kates curious scientist wants to pry and ask about the hunters ship, her own interest in the group eager to know. But she can see the slight hauntedness in all the companies expression, so knows not to push it.

"We got separated from the doctor after we arrived on the valiant, we've been stuck down here for about two weeks now, we got food and water once a day but that's about it. That was the first time we were allowed to leave this room"

Yaz murmurs, looking slightly disgusted and shuddering a tiny bit. Kate speaks up finally, eyes determined

"So.....how are we going to escape then?"

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The doctor doesn't bother with hiding how much she cringes away when the masters hands slide around around her waist as he stands behind her, nose buried in her hair as he inhales slowly.

She roughly tries to pull away from his touch and he laughs softly his hand sliding down to the cuffs on her wrist and in one swift moment, moving them from the cybermasters wrist to his own. Before dragging her backwards towards a plush armchair placed in the center of the raided area of the main room.

He settles down into it and roughly pulls the doctor down onto his lap, his chest pressing against her back and arms wrapping tightly around her waist

"Let, me go" the doctor grits out, glaring at his arms as she struggles and digs her nails into them, trying to angle her feet so she can dig her heels into his legs

"Ohhhh doctor shhhh, why don't you have a little....meditative moment" he whispers softly into her ear, arms tightening as he grins excitedly

All the doctor sees is a tiny glimpse in the corner of her eye, before there's a sharp prick at her neck and the numbing feeling of HEX washes over her, soothing the deep ache digging its way further inside and making her body go limp.

It doesn't take long before she visions dissolved into the familiar kaleidoscope, colours merging and interlocking, folding in on themselves in a complex mess that always makes the doctor feel slightly sick at first, then she hears the masters soft voice in her ear.

"I've got a broadcast to make now love, so sit still and quiet, or I will pull some of Kate's teeth out...."

The doctors head slumps back against his chest, the sickness fading away as the weightless feeling that HEX induces consumes her making the world around her melt away.

It takes barley twenty seconds before she can no longer hear anything in the world around her, so when the cold touch of the masters hands slide over her waist and stomach they only remind her of one thing.

The cold dark room he'd locked her in after the bounty hunters ship had landed, how he had stalked into the room after her, offering her his jacket in one hand and a plate with chocolate cake on in the other. His smile so eager, so exited.

She had taken the jacket, but not the plate and he made a show of deliberately dropping the plate to the floor so it shatters, then walking over the smashed cake and broken porcelain to stand Infront of her.

How he hand gently adjusted the jacket, pulling it tighter around her to cover more of the white shirt and trousers she was still wearing from the festival now pretty dirty and stained with crusted blood in a few places, from where she had fought back against the hunters at any opportunity.

All she can remember is how worried about her friends she was, and how many threats he had whispered to her. How he could shatter there bones, slowly burn through their minds or rewrite all the nerves and connections, how he could starve them all to death without a second thought.

The doctor finally drifts into a troubled sleep as her mind plays through how she had lashed out and him and punched him hard in the face

....then yaz's screams as she was forced to walk over the broken porcelain shards with bare feet, and then to eat the chocolate cake, only allowed out the room when she started the throw up everywhere, the master looking disgusted

The doctor wasn't sure if it was worse to know where they were because they where in pain, or to have no idea with the probability of them being safe. Because she has no way of escaping if she didn't know where they were. And the master knew it.

Finally sleep wins and overwhelmes the drugs, choosing the second option for her

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All the people on that little room jumped or startedled slightly when the door slammed open and yaz's phone was casually on tossed in, before the door slammed shut again without a word.

They all stare at the phone for a moment before yaz carefully reaches over and pick it up, examining the pretty cracked screen and camera, turning it on and wincing slightly at the brightness as it dings again and again with notifications.

"I don't understand, why would they give you your phone back"

Kate wonders, but she answered very quickly as the last notification is about a live broadcast happening on all channels of TV and radio.

Yaz taps on the notification with a finger and sets the phone down on the floor so they can all see clearly, and they all collectively huddle closer.

The fear and disgust that ripple through the group is almost tangible when the live broadcast pops up, showing the master slumped in a throne like plush armchair, manspreading in a way that is very efficient at making everyone exchange disgusted looks.

"I'm going to kill him" Kate mutters, pointing to the back corner of the feed. Half hidden by darkness in the corner is a second armchair, the doctor nestled under a blanket, her eyes open but clouded by something brightly coloured and swirling. A point on her neck being the source of bright pink and green strands buried deep into her skin, veins pulsing slightly with the addictive drug.

The master clears his throat and closes his eyes softly before he begins to talk

"So then humans, as you may have realised already, if your not all incredibly thick....I have taken over now, no more sweet doctor to act as guardian angel now."

The masters eyes snap open at the end and he grins widely, his voice remains calm as he talks

"Of course there is no point fighting me, I have your leaders of importance, and not, I mean why not....might as well collect the set "

He whispers at the end, leaning forward slightly as he talks, his smile seeming to get painfully wide, some of his wheezy laugh infecting his words

"Some of you, will of course have an opportunity to prove yourself to me, your master"! His voice getting more exited and he slams back into his chair, hands gripping the arm rests tighter

"I will of course need...some informants....so if you feel as though your much above the rest of your filth of a species, then now is your golden opportunity! Your once in a lifetime! It's now or never for your to turn in all those contaminated minds, all those pollution vermin!"

The master gets more and more animated as he talks, working himself up at he continues, the silver of his veins pulsing and shining more, eyes wide and staring right into the camera right into the viewers eyes, leaning forwards again.

Yaz glances at the others, looking both disturbed and concerned

"No one will really do that, right....?"

She asks quietly although all of them know the answer and on the phone screen a phone number starts scrolling across, and the master seems to calm himself down a bit, Kate noticing how the doctor had cringed down further in her chair at the sound of his exited voice, even if she was half drugged out of her mind.

"Now, of course that number is available twenty four hours of your day and all calls made will be taken completely seriously, so I wouldn't joke about if I where you...." The pride fading to seriousness as he holds the audiences gaze through the camera lens.

"...not that I ever would be, I am so much better then you all" his voice getting more aggressive and gaze turning slightly disgusted as he flops back in his chair.

Then the master reaches over with a a hand a loosly pick up a brand new looking phone, with a bright red phone case that's begun to obnoxiously ring

"Oh, now loooook here, we have our first caller, who will it be" his voice going exited again as he puts on a show of answers and putting the phone to his ear, a wide grin on his face

"Speak idiot human, who is betraying your mater" his voice a mask of calm, his expression showing just how exited he is as he leans forward slightly and his leg starts bouncing slightly

And then he speaks again after an exited pause

"Mr kel, who is currently trying to drive away in a council van with a suspected council axe well done! It seems someone has decided to report your actions to me....and I think you should be slowly executed as a classic demonstration of why you should always listen to your master. darlings go get him"

The master is grinning as he relaxes back I to the chair, gestures loosly with a hand towards the nearest cybermaster, eyes fixed on the phone in his hand

"Mhmm, oh the power this gives me, the absolute control I have over all of your lives"

He sighs at first, but then his hand snaps out and grabs the camera to pull it closer till it's right in front of his face

"So I suggest you all be very good little boys, girls and theys....or else the next call I may receive could be, about you...."

The master voice is as cold as ice and his eyes stay locked with the camera. Before he roughly just shoves the camera away and stands, tossing the red phone onto his armchair as he stumbled towards the doctor, only issuing one more command

"That's all from your master, now cut the cameras" with that the live broadcast finishes, the feed switching to a few shaken up news reports standing about as they wait of the rushed auto queue to kick in

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It feels like hours pass, shut away in that little room, yaz's phone having promptly lost signal after the broad cast ended.

They pass the time half destroying half hunting about the room for anything useful or any possible method of escape. So when the door slowly creaks open and the master peeks in, there all busy and don't notice him for a moment, until his voice sounds out

"Wow, aren't you all such busy little bees, it's inspiring really"

He whispers, looking around with a mix of fascination and disgust

"Now of course, before you all scream your petty demands at me, you'll have to listen to me first" he says sharply, holding up a finger to silence the instant flurry of voices that shout out at his presence and word

The master then kicks a box into the room with a smirk, watching as it tips onto it's side and a bundle of bags tumble out, all with names on

"Those are all your uniforms you'll wear, I mean this ship won't clean itself will it now. I expect it absolutely spotless at all times, and If I find out any of you, skipped out...I'm sure your dear doctor would love to spend the night in my bed."

As he talks he wanders around the room, weaving between them all, his expression going from casual to more stern and ending colder as he looks around at all of them in tern

"This is sick, your disgusting" yaz mutters as she glares at the master, although she keeps her voice quiet. Kate, Ryan and Graham had all been eyeing the bags, looking like they where about to make a move for them but now all freeze, looking between yaz and the master

The master doesn't even looks over at her voice relaxed and playful "any complaints from anyone?"

Yaz seems to hesitate for a moment when she sees Ryan and Graham shaking there heads looking alarmed, even Kate looking slightly cautious, before she repeats herself louder, crossing her arms

This time the master does turn and look at her, expression a mocking confused one as he creeps over to her, standing behind her so he can whisper into yaz's ear

"Is that so, well then what the fuck are you going to do about it, because I have to doctor and I have jack, and I don't mind pulling his teeth out and gift wrapping them for you, if you so wish"

His voice a quiet whisper and tone so cold and serious it makes a shiver run down yaz's spine, before he pulls away and stalks towards the door

"I'll leave you all to change, dont worry I'll be back to take the family photo later"

He mutters over his shoulder before slamming the door as he leaves, the locks clicking loudly.

Its Ryan who moves first, picking up the bag with his name and opening the drawstrings, looking relieved when he only finds some black trousers and white skirt inside, with deep green tie

"Doesn't seem that bad after all, kinda was expecting worse" he mumbles and tosses Grahams bag to his, which contains the same, apart from the tie being a dusty yellow instead.

So when Kate opens her bag and tips out the pure black sparkly dress they all stand there in slight shock, the fabric in Kate's hand rippling and sliding between her fingers and she holds it up

It's probably mid thigh length and would be tight around the waist, the skirt having lots of ruffles and fluffed up layers with a petticoat underneath and the neckline is off the shoulder. The fabric covered in glitter and probably taffeta by the look and feel of it

Yaz instantly tears her open and makes a noise of disgust when a similar dress slides out, this one a dark pink in colour.

"It.... maybe could be worse hey" Graham tries weakly and both women give him withering looks

Yaz is about to protest and insists that she would in no way wear the dress, but at the bottom of the bag she spots something, and when she turns it over she realises what it is

It's the empty plastic packaging for a pair of pliers and a sticky note on it reads

'i'll give you one guess as to where this is, I'm sure Jack likes his teeth dear xx"

When yaz looks over at Kate she holds a box with a empty needle in, her note reading

"I can always give our sweet doctor a double dose of her favourite drug, although the side effects are not exactly an enjoyable experience xx"

As the women's eyes lock they share a grim expression, because there's no way they'll let the master do that to there friends, no matter the cost

Ten minutes later there all changed, having made a truce to all change in a corner facing into it so that no one would be seen changing, and now they all stand about awkwardly, as Graham does Ryan's tie up and both women try not to feel extremely self conscious

Finally the door swings open and the master stands in the door way with a camera in hand, voice eager as he talks and grins

"Photo time !"

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The master grins the whole time as he gets them all to line up, acting like a kid on sugar at a theme park, bouncing about and moving them tiny steps left and right until there all deemed in the perfect position.

Finally he takes the picture, not bothering to tell them to smile and just accepting the glares and looks of distrust he gets.

When the picture is finally finished he then walks over to the door and opens it again and this time when he steps through he doesn't shut it behind him, leaving it open for them all to come through after him.

"Now now now, c'mon c'mon c'mon, no need for standing about it's time to get to work" he chirps, looking exited as he talks before he seems to calm himself down a little as he continues

"I need this dump absolutely spotless and you'll all be working overtime with no pay to make that happen" he then gestures loosely with a hand to the pile of loose buckets and mops in the hallway, and gives them a little wave over his shoulder as he stalks off with his camera

"I might see you lot later, if you've been good that is, dont miss me too much" his tone mocking and words ending in a wheezing laugh that always makes Kate feel disgusted

Graham moves first, wandering out the room and peering down at the cleaning supplies

"Always the cleaners aren't we eh Ryan son" he mumbles, sighing and picking up one of the buckets and a mop, water sloshing about slightly and making him grimace slightly at the weight.

Yaz and Kate share a look before both starting down the corridor in the opposite direction to the master, not picking up any of the cleaning supplies

"Hey! Where you guys going, hang on !" Graham instantly calls out, trying to hurry after them but struggling with the weight of the bucket, untill he figures out how to flip the wheels down, panting slightly as he catches up with Ryan who had over taken him while trying to catch up with the other two.

They eventually all come to a stop at a particularly solid and reinforced looking door, the lock being a fingerprint scanner.

Kate looks left and right before pressing her palm again the scanner panel, her expression showing her doubt clearly

"Wonder how many alarms this will set off" she mutters and they all jump in surprise when the door slides open, an automatic voice sounding out,

"Cleaning crew detected, access granted"

As soon as Kate takes a step into the room a motion sensor light flicks on and yaz feels a horrible twist in her stomach.

Lying half conscious on the floor is jack, one side of his face bruised and needle discarded on the floor nearly, the liquid inside instantly recognisable to them now as HEX, sending a panicked ripple thought the group.

Kate drops down onto her knees Infront of jack, clearly medical training was something she knew with working at unit as she begins a very short string of checks on jack, yaz blinking in suprise when she recognises Kate doing some of the things she's seen the doctor do before and it sends a pang of worry though her, scared about where her friend is and how she's doing.

But yaz knows she can't think about that right now as Jack is beginning to stir, either the bright lights or there presents having woken him up and the groan he lets out as he slings an arm over his eyes tells yaz exactly what she wants to know about this weird drug, used to seeing the effects of drugs as her time as an police officer

So when jack's rough voice rumbles out they all stare blankly at him for a moment

"So, whose ready to fuck over the master and escape this tin box, after a dashing and daring rescue of our doctor in distress"

It takes a moment before Kate sighs and stands, offering him a hand

"Your clearly not, and if you have a plan you better share it with us right now" she mutters, looking slightly exasperated as he struggles to stand, and when he does he promptly staggers over to the drain in the corner of the room to aggressively throw up, making them all look some at him with some variation of disgust.

After a few minutes jack seems to compose himself, wiping his mouth with his sleeve while looking disgusted at himself and at the needle on the floor

"Wow, fuck...I don't know how the doctor can tolerate that stuff, I mean I've tried things before, but that whoaw! Yeah, that has a kick."

He stumbles over to the needle and goes to pick it up but almost over balances and Ryan has to quickly catch him, trying to hide his slight disgust and the strain of jack's weight

When jack's stable again he claps Ryan on the shoulder, grinning slightly

"Thanks mouthy, now, let's get outta here"

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When the doctor woke up she honestly kinda wished she hadn't, feeling like she's just been hit by a truck and seeing the master hovering about nearby.

She sat up with a groan and pressed a hand to her eyes, the bright lights making her pounding headache worse. So she jumps in suprise when a cold hand touches her face.

"...don't touch me"

The doctor mumbles, her other hand coming up to bat his away. Sighing when the masters takes both her wrists and pries them away from her, holding her hands close to his face, gently kissing her fingers with reverence.

"Now now love, don't be so touchy"

He whispers, and the doctor rolls her eyes, expression showing her disgust as she looks around.

She guesses it must be the masters room by it's appearance. It could have been the perfect paradise for a vampire, all black and red decor with a large fluffy bed covered with inky black sheets. The ceiling painted a deep blue with little dots of stars, the wardrobe a dark mahogany wood with sleek silver handles, and the carpet looks like it's a deep red.

However, what ruins the gothic style is the fact that the room also looks like the master workroom as well, the floor mostly hidden under stacks of paper, weird looking half built devices, a whole heap of broken cables in one corner and a bin full of dead batteries.

loose items are also littered in a trail as well, a little road of screw, gears, cogs and wires leading over to the desk where a half built marionette is sat, it's face and chest open to expose it's inner workings.

"...your such a horder....how long have you even been to let it get this bad?"

The doctor mutters snatching her hands away.

The master only shrugs slightly, looking unbotherd by the state of the room.

"Maybe a few months, had to make sure everything was perfect for you love"

He murmurs, eyes drifting about the room, clearly deep in thought, fingers twitching slightly.

"This is perfect? looks like a junk yard, probably have rodents living in some of these piles"

The doctor says quietly to herself, sliding off the bed and trying to navigate a safe path across the floor, pausing at the mirror on the wall, taking in her clothes.

The shirt she's wearing is definitely the masters, which disgusts her as it still smells of him and the sleeves are too long, but the black jeans seem okay, a bit too loose for her taste but they feel clean and look new.

Although if she's not wearing the dress anymore that would mean he probably changed her clothes himself, which sends a shiver of disgust down her spine.

"...where are you going love...or, who are you going to....did you even think about it dear, or did you just instinctively try to find that clingy human?"

The master whispers, stalking up behind her, sliding his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder so he can whisper in her ear.

"Of course not, that's not, I know where I was going, I wasn't, I don't....shut up"

The doctor protests, glaring and shoving him off when she realises he was right, she had instinctively looked for yaz and now feels kinda annoyed at how predictable she was, and how he knows it.

"She's not even that pretty, but your so fixated, it's a real problem how much you feel like you have to always save her, have to always protect her"

The masters tone is so matter of fact as he talks, turning and walking away from her over to the desk where he sits down, knowing the doctor will follow him now he's deliberately pushing her buttons.

And as predicted she stalks over to the desk, picking up one of the tiny cogs and glaring at him.

"I am not! I just don't want her to die, is that so bad"

The doctor shoots back, watching the masters hands as he fiddles with a mess of wires all feeding into a circuit bord.

"...I mean, no....but you act like everything In the universe will kill her...don't think I'm on its side, but you do smother the thing"

The master mutters, deliberately doing everything wrong with the wires, smirking to himself when she takes over as predicted.

The doctor stays quite for a moment, splitting her attention quite unevenly between the mess of wires and the conversation. Then she finally replies, shooting a glare at him.

"Yaz is not a thing! None of my friends are, there all people so don't call any of them that"

Her voice harsher, tossing the board back onto the desk when it's fixed.

"...not even Jack, c'mon....he's not right, and I know if I can feel it you can feel it....he's your monumental fuck up....and you didn't deny that you smother it love"

The master shoots back with an innocent expression on his face, yanking the doctor into his lap with both hands, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist.

"Let me go you clingy eel! And no, you can't call jack a thing!....and shut up!"

The doctor protests, struggling against him, kicking at his shins and digging her nails into his arms.

The master just laughs and settles his head on her shoulder.

"Shhhh sh sh now love, just sit still...your not strong enough to break free, and if you keep moving I'll have to bend you over this desk to satisfy myself, so I'd just settle with this lovely conversation about how smittend you are instead hmm"

The master whispers, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck, making her shiver in disgust.

"What is it about her I don't have then, I'm prettier then her, I'm smarter then her, I'm taller then her, I'm stronger then her, I'm so much better then her, but you still cling to her"

The master continues, getting more and more aggressive and angry as he talks, arms getting tight and tighter around the doctors waist, making her eventually grimace slightly in pain.

The doctor tries to talk but the master just cuts over her, getting more and more worked up, one hand pulling out the photo he took earlier, from a pocket of his deep purple jacket.

"Look at her, just look, she's not special she not important you've barley just met her...I should just kill her, cut out the disease from the root !'

The masters hands crushing the photo in his fist at the end, hand shaking slightly, the doctor finally managing to furiously cut back in.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that! She's not a disease! And she's special to me, don't be so fucking jealous!"

The master scoffs shaking his head and making an almost animalistic noise of frustration, sliver in his veins shining slightly brighter.

"Ohhh doctor! I'm not jealous! I just need to make sure your thinking of me when I fuck you, I don't want to find your mind wandering to that creature when I'll be the one ten inches deep into you"

the master snarls tossing the photo to the side and grabbing her throat tightly, one arm still like a steal bar around her waist, pinning her to his chest.

"....and seeing as you seem so fixed on her at the moment... maybe I should just fuck her out of your mind right now"

The master finally grins, standing and hauling the doctor up with him, slamming her down over the desk so hard her vision dims for a moment.

"Oh love, I'm going to corrupt every though about that human, until you can't think about her, without out thinking about how fucking good my dick feels, so get fucking ready"

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Cold anger curls though the doctor then, icy tendrils of fury and fear, and she lashes out.

Slamming both feet down hard on his, enough to make him loosen his grip just barely and she decides to risk it.

Twisting herself around in his grip, hoping her neck doesn't snap, no bones fracturing, splintering, making greasy trails over her throat, white shards point like a crown of sharks teeth out pointing out the pale flesh.

But none of that happens, either because she has gotten him to loosen his hand enough, or because he has decided not to force a change yet, loosening his hand himself.

But now with her back against the desk she can kick out better at him, slamming her knees up as best she can in the tight space, furious glare meeting crazed frenzy as knees slam into his crotch, one hand moving behind to act as a support, the other rising to his chest to shove.

He finally stumbles backwards, hands and arms releasing her as he bends forward slightly from the pain, a noise jumping out from deep in his throat, expression morphing into a complex mix of discomfort and lust, sending a ripple of disgust and fear down the doctors spine.

She darts past him for the door, sticky fingers dipping into his pocket to swipe the key as she picks as quickly as possible through the mess, jerking away from the hand that jumps out as she darts away, his fingers clutching around empty air as she skitters away.

"Ow fuck! This room is such a mess!"

The doctor curses as something sharp and metallic digs into her bare foot when she reaches the door, roughly shoving the key in the door and tumbling through it out the room the masters voice calling out after her in a rough, angry snarl.

"Get the fuck back here love, don't think you can run from me, your in my territory now !"

The doctor runs.

All the way down the carpeted hall to the lifts, trailing blood after her from the deep cut on her foot, due to the screw she had stepped on, a hand slamming on the lowest number on the lift, disappointed that it's only a four, hoping she can find some stairs to get her further away, the lift doors closing with a almost silent swish.

She sinks down on the floor in the lift, fingers pressing to the sticky cut as she closes her eyes to calm her racing heart, trying to ignore how scared she had felt then, feeling even colder when thinking about how tight his grip had been. how easily he had taken control.

Just like before, when those hands had wrapped around her throat and pinned her to the wall in the dark cell he had kept her in for what had felt like so long, how it had felt as he burned his name piece by piece, line by line into her skin.

Layers of skin withering and crisping away, peeling back to expose the rawer layers that seem to feel pain so much harsher and Sharper.

He hadn't stopped. Not when she screamed against the hand he had pressed against her mouth. not when the pain caused her body to tremble and shudder, fragile as butterfly wings. Not when tears had finally fallen, snaking over her cheeks then his finger.

Only stopping when his name was complete, letting her go to crumple to the floor, a hand going down to gently stroke over her hair, and down to the new brand.

She can't remember what he had said before he left, but she remembers the way his tone had seemed so mocking, so sickeningly condicending.

Finally she's snapped from those memories when the lift doors ping open.

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Yaz, Graham, Ryan, Kate and a supported slightly jack all stumble through the hallways, following jack's orders and going up every staircase they can find looking around every second possible to check for movement or any other sign of life.

Kate is currently blocking out everything jack's saying, used to his background noise of flirting and side story s automatically tuning it out but smirking slightly at the wided eyed looks of interest from the other humans at jack's vivid descriptions of some of the bars he's been to on other plantes, the drinks he hand and the people he hooked up with.

Graham looking a bit disgusted as jack goes into a bit too much detail about some species mating habits, and Ryan pointedly keeping his gaze on the floor, jack's arm slung over his shoulder now for support.

They all pause when the see the first lift so far, this floor looking more plush and comfortable then all the others before, actual carpet on the floor and wood panelling on the walls, unlike the bare metal and cold concrete on the lower levels.

Kate's eyes flick to the glowing numbers above the door, insides jolting when she notices them going down, her reactions not fast enough to move out of sight from the door.

But when the doors open and she sees the huddled up form of the doctor on the floor her pure relief and joy overwhelms the worries that where plaguing her mind.

"....doctor, your looking terrible"

Kate mutters jumping forward to help her up, a flash of deeper concern gliding like a knife over her bones at how cold and shaky her friend is. But she keeps her expression only vaguely confused and concerned, not wanting to stir up panic amongst the doctors companions.

...yeah, I probably do....sorry"

The doctor mumbles, hiding how much she's holding onto Kates arm and hand for support, under the guise of just being cold and needing some of her warmth.

"Doctor, god you really have riled him up this time"

Jack's voice cuts through the worry that was building up, his tone so relaxed and teasing that the doctor rolls her eyes, looking vaguely irritated.

"That doesn't matter, what's important is getting out of this place, because he will be coming for me right now...I didn't exactly leave him in the best mood " her other hand waving dismissively as the lift starts to rise again, doors having closed silently.

"Ohhhh don't you worry doc, I know how we're getting out of here, because I know where the masters TARDIS is"

And the grin he gives the now confused looking doctor is enough to make even yaz smirk slightly, Ryan sighing as jack marches down the hallway as best he can, Ryan struggling to support him as best as possible, while everyone else trails behind.

To everyone's suprise but jack and Kate, the hallway leads to the room with the big table and windows all around the room, the place where all this mess first came together, and jack gestures with a hand at the table in the center.

"That's the masters TARDIS, because he does things like that, he hides what's important in plain sight, to make you feel stupid that you didn't notice, to make himself seem like he has more control than he does"

Jack murmurs, looking more in though now as he explains his evaluation, and the doctor is reminded how well jack must also know the master, probably having similar haunts to him and having confronted him on the valiant before.

But then the doctors thoughts are racing away to a thought that makes her feel sick because of what he'd threatened to do to her on that table, and how to him that was just a cruel joke, to hurt and ravage her so badly while the escape was just milimeters away, and she holds slightly tighter to jack.

From a little way away the faint ding of the lift can be heard and they all dart for the table, scrambling or hopping up onto its top, the doctor pressing both hands to the surface, jumping in shock when a door pops open at her touch, the masters TARDIS responding to her touch and opening for her, if not slightly unwillingly.

There is no time for safety and they all drop in or scramble down in a tangled mess, the door closing when there all in, the monitors around the place displaying the room outside the TARDIS, and the master staggering in, out of breath from running down the corridor

His eyes flit around the room, fast as the flick of fan opening, before they land on the TARDIS table and he laughs, cold, cruel and angry

"...that's it love, the humans will die, today"

He whispers creeping step by step closer and closer

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....it's chapter thirteen! Omg (⁠@⁠_⁠@⁠)

Guess who is skipping ch13!

But if you see this when there is no ch14 . then just know I'm writing it as your reading this!

Jokes on the people who got exited
And surprised about getting two chapters
in a row

Hey at least its not like a hiatus

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Love ya babes

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Stepping almost silently, the master prowls around the table, stalking his prey before pinning it down. The stumbling prey desperately sliding her hands over the TARDIS console, all the panels completely smooth and shiny, no hint of any way nor button to make the TARDIS come to life. It seems that the masters TARDIS will begrudgingly let them in, but not let them pilot.

"She's my ship of course....so I can join you at any time love"

The master tries to seem casual and nonchalantly, masking his slightly laboured breathing from running down the corridor. Drumming his fingers over the surface of the table as he leans against it, eyes fixed on the center of the table, a few sticky smudges there.

"You just had to make this more difficult didn't you, just had to ruin there chances of getting out alive....ah well"

He murmurs, eyes following the blood trail across the room and over the table.

Yaz glances behind her at the others in the TARDIS with her, the doctor staggering about the consol, eyes alight with a kind of insane panic that worries yaz. Jack staying close to the doctor as best he can, moving a lot slower and leaning on the panels with a hand for support.

Kate is already on what must be the masters phone with someone called Osgood and there conversation sounds like a controlled panic attack, involving so many words that go in one ear and out the other.

Graham is looking about the place with that same confusing and bewilderment that he had when seeing the doctor place for the first time.

Leaving only yaz and Ryan looking at the screens intently, glaring at the masters image lighting up one wall.

Yaz has to admit that Graham does have the right idea however, because this TARDIS is nothing like the one they know and love. The amount of space in this room alone made the doctors look like tiny, pokey, but the design made hers look so much homely and cozy. This place was a mess of pathways leading to platforms high above or way below the central control.

Every surface and furnishings gleams, shines, glitters under the main light from the center, there's not a single speck of dirt or dust and even the walkway they all just came through is clean, despite how blood is still following the doctor about in the circular path she's making around the consol on the floor.

But the blood blends in with the floor because what makes the place even more uninviting is that every surface is a pure vantum black, covering every detail, every floor tile and further into the dark pit under all the platforms. An endless chasm going down and down and down, no glimpse of light or hope at the bottom, just the endless silent abyss.

While yax had been looking down and around her attention had been off the master, and when her eyes go back to his projected image she startles slightly at just how close he is.

The slightly sickly palour of his skin, slight silver hue to it, crazed wildness in his eyes, hair slightly messed up with a few strands sticking up at odd angles or hanging down limply into his eyes, fingers twitching slightly and coved with a mix of dried blood and grime.

"Is this a game of hide and seek doctor, you and the humans hide somewhere in my TARDIS, and I have to find you"

He whispers, eyes flicking left then right then left again, a hand reaching out towards the center of the table, about to come in.

The doctors attention finally moves from the consol when jack roughly spins her around to face the projected image of the master and eyes eyes widen in horror as she quickly gasps out words.

"No no no okay! everyone hide now! Follow a path and run, try find a good place to hide out the way, if you can"

Yaz doesn't ask twice and runs down one of the paths leading downwards, following the curving and twisting path down and down, until she reaches a platform. Unfortunately there is no other path leading off this platform but when she assesses what's on the platform she smiles, knowing exactly where to hide.

Graham also chooses a downwards path, follow it until he reaches a platform that has three offshoots, and he picks one to follow, panting slightly as this path stretches on for a long time, wheezing as he slumps down into a hiding place as soon as he reaches the platform.

Jack jogs up a walkway, deciding to try go as high as possible, taking turn after turn, up and up and up, finally reaching the finally destination and taking a moment to wander about before settling on a place.

Kate grips the masters phone tightly as she follows one of the paths with only a slight incline, but ends up having an extremely steep drop that Kate very cautiously slides down, watching how close to the sides she is at all times, praying she doesn't fall, before crawling into a hiding spot when she gets to the platform.

Ryans first instinct is to follow the same path as Graham but then backtracks and takes the one next to his, and when he follows it all the way around he reaches the same crossing point as Graham did, following the last path that connected to it and stopping short when he sees the platform, trying not to laugh slightly at his luck then sliding into a spot.

The doors the the TARDIS slowly open and the master slides in, looking around the empty place with narrowed eyes.

"I think I'll give myself two hours to find you all...."

He murmurs, a thoughtful look on his face, slowly walking further in

"of course if I find you I shoot you humans!"

He calls out louder, pulling out his tce from and inner pocket, and grinning at it, thumb gently rubbing over the surface lovingly

"....and if I find you love, I won't take no for an answer, I'll have you right there on this floor...."

His voice dropping to a whisper, before a quite laugh snakes out, eyes flashing with desire and eager anticipation

"Ready or not, here I come"