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The Granddaughter and the Clone.
The Granddaughter.
Susan was tired.
She'd spent the last 56 years travelling through several realities, seeing things, that in her reality, were the normal but subtlety different.
Susan looked around her TARDIS, taking in the brand new changes - the movie posters she'd gathered before travelling in different realities, the piano in the corner. Susan glanced at the monitor, looking at the co-ordinates. She'd decided that she would visit one more reality before heading back.
Susan frowned.
She'd noticed several things that didn't make sense - the walls of reality of her universe, the walls that were direction into and out of her reality, had closed.
Why ?
What'd happened to the Time lords ?
Why would they close off every reality in existence ?
What could make them do such a thing ?
The Time lady was roused from her thoughts by the sounds from the TARDIS - the ship was rematerialising in the new reality.
Susan did a quick scan, scanning the history of the universe, trying to find some clue.
She found that there had been several incidents of alternate reality travel - rips, no tears in reality. They were healing, like scabs of clotted blood.
Someone had almost brought down this reality, creating almost unprecedented damage to the whole of time and space in this universe.
Who could've been so stupid ?
Susan looked thoughtfully at the readings, picking up her jacket as she did.
She left the TARDIS, closing the doors as she did.
Susan locked the doors, only to hear a word she hadn't expected.
" Susan ?"