ext_61593 ([identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] quitehomoerotic 2009-09-16 08:47 pm (UTC)

The Doctor did the same with his own coat, feeling a bit more like himself with it around his shoulders. It was good that Jack understood that sentiment.

"I'll be all right," he said. "Nothing quite like a few minutes of spacewalking to remind you to love life. Read those books you never read, go to those places you've never been to. 'Course, that's how I try to live. Let's give these doors a go, shall we?"

He waved the sonic over the next door's panel.

Open door 5.

The Doctor opened the door, and behind was nothing short of carnage. The bodies of dozens of medical personnel, skewered alive or strangled. Piled on top of each other in stacks, with a thin path to walk through. The strong stench of decaying bodies assailed the Doctor's nostrils immediately.

"Think I preferred space," the Doctor said. "Explains why there weren't any bodies along any of the hallways. They were being stored.

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