Hi All, hope you enjoy this new chapter. I apologise in advance if its a bit rubbish I did write it in only half an hour lol
Chapter 2
The Doctor and Jamie, meanwhile, were still aimlessly wondering the corridors of Efeoth University, trying to find a way out so that the Doctor could prove his claim to Jamie.
After passing the same bench for the third time, Jamie suddenly piped up: 'Doctor, I think we're lost.'
'Nonsense,' the Doctor replied, 'I never get lost, Jamie!'
Oh aye,' Jamie remarked, raising an eyebrow in scepticism, 'so why is the third time we've past yon bench then?'
The Doctor merely let out a 'humph' at his friend's remark and carried on down the corridor. Jamie sighed and followed his friend like a dog following its master.
After passing through several corridors (which Jamie was sure he had seen before) the young Scot began to get the distinct feeling that they were being followed. The Doctor was a little way ahead examining something that Jamie couldn't make out with the sonic screwdriver.
'Doctor!' Jamie hissed.
'Umm,' the Doctor said, not really paying much attention to his companion.
'I think we're being followed!' the young highlander hissed.
'Oh, Jamie not now can't you see I'm busy here,' the Doctor cried, ridiculously.
Jamie stood perplexed it wasn't often that the Doctor acted so childishly to his companion but when he did it always seemed to raise the young Scot's dander.
'Hey, Doctor, did ye no' hear me? I said I think we're being followed.'
'Yes, I heard you, Jamie, but I cannot hear anyone following us, now be a good chap and keep quiet, will you?
Jamie slightly huffed to himself, as the Doctor turned his attention back to the item he was examining, but no matter what the Scot couldn't shake the unnerving feeling that he and the Time Lord were being followed by someone or something…
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When Tymus had first made him aware of the presence of intruders on the campus Captain Minsk had initially thought of calling his guards together to help him round them up but he had quickly dismissed the idea, there were; after all, only two of them, therefore, no need to call up every member of security to carry out a search. No, Minsk decided, he would deal with these intruders himself and would have them gone before anyone else in security even knew they had been any intruders in the first place. Grabbing his government issued stun gun he began his task of finding the two intruders.
Currently, Minsk was following the Doctor and Jamie down the corridors of Efeoth University, putting a safe enough distance between himself and the intruders so as not be noticed by them. Observing their behaviour, the first thing Minsk noticed was that they appeared to be lost. The slightly older man with the tweed jacket seemed to be leading them, but the way he looked about him suggested to Minsk that he did not know where he was going.
Suddenly he heard the other (the boy with the skirt) say something. The boy's accent was unusual – a sort of strange lilting brogue which seemed to produce a rolling 'r' sound – but Minsk was able to make out what the boy was saying and it confirmed what he had suspected – that the two intruders were most definitely lost, however, they were soon off again and Minsk continued to follow them as close as he dare without being detected.
Suddenly, the older man in the tweed jacket stopped and seemed to be examining something on the wall in front of him. Minsk was too far away to see what the object was but he did see the man pull out a strange instrument and use it to examine the object. The instrument buzzed and flashed and the man in the jacket seemed to be so absorbed with it that Minsk wondered if this might be his chance to catch them.
Unfortunately, Minsk realised the younger man - the boy - was much more alert and seemed to casting about him as if he were being followed. With a sinking feeling Minsk realised that the boy was somehow aware of his presence and seemed to be warning his friend, who was too much engrossed in his examination to pay the skirted boy much heed.
Perhaps this is my chance, Minsk thought, if I could get the boy in the skirt out of the picture than I could sneak up on the man in jacket unawares, but how to get the boy out of the way?
When Minsk broke from his retrieve, he could not believe his luck, the skirted boy was heading back down the corridor towards his hiding place.
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Despite his best efforts to warn him, it appeared that the Doctor was unwilling to show any more concern for Jamie's fears of being followed than he would have if the young Scot told him that the sky was blue. Frustrated, Jamie stamped his feet which seemed to attract the Doctor's attention.
'If you really must insist on making such a noise, Jamie, could you please do it somewhere else,' the Doctor cried, somewhat irate.
Annoyed with his friend's irritable attitude, Jamie began to cast about for something to keep him occupied while the Doctor carried out his examinations. He supposed that he could go for a little wander to see if I can find something of interest in this university place, and be back before the Doctor had probably realised he had gone.
He set off down the corridor, unaware of Captain Minsk waiting around the corner ready to spring out upon him.
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Captain Minsk licked his lips with anticipation; the boy in the skirt was so close that he could almost feel his breath upon his cheek. Just a little further, he told himself, let the boy get in front of you and then you can spring out and surprise him!
The boy passed by, without noticing the captain hiding around the corner, and came to a sort of fork in the corridor where several corridors lead off the main one. The boy seemed to cast about as if deciding on which route to take.
Seeing the boy momentarily distracted Minsk realised his chance to catch the lad and lunged forward, catching the young Scot off guard.
Jamie was unaware of anything until he felt himself being pinned to the floor by someone. He desperately tried to reach for his dirk but the person who held him down was a lot heavier and stronger than he was. Memories of being pinned down like this while he was tortured and violated came flooding back into Jamie's mind. The young Scot panicked; he couldn't let that happen again. Seeing no alternative, Jamie resorted to his instincts and began to scratch and kick out at the man who held him down.
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Minsk tried to hold Jamie down but the Scot fought like a half demented wildcat, kicking, scratching and biting the captain in an attempt to free himself. Momentarily, the boy managed to break free and yelled out:
Doctor, help some great brute's got me!'
Unfortunately for Jamie, the Doctor was too far away to hear him. Unable to reach his dirk or call for help Jamie so no alternative; he clamped his jaws around Minsk's arm and bit down as hard his could. The captain cried out in pain and instinctively released Jamie from his grasp.
Before the captain had time to recover Jamie darted back down the corridor towards the Doctor.
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The object the Doctor was examining had been a locked door with a computerised keypad. The Doctor stood back in frustration; he had been trying to find the access code for the keypad (and thus unlock the door) but seemed to be having no success. The door was not a deadlock seal yet the sonic screwdriver could not open it. Clearly, the Efeothians had developed a technology of their own to block the effects of sonic equipment.
The Doctor sighed in dismay. He had hoped that in unlocking the door that it would have provided him and Jamie with a way out of the corridor that they were lost in. Oh well, looks like we'll have to retrace our steps.
He was just about to turn round and make his way back down the corridor when the felt someone crash into the back of him and a Scottish voice say:
'Run, Doctor!'
The Doctor turned round to face his companion.
'Jamie,' he cried, 'what is the meaning of th-'
The Doctor, however, never got chance to finish his sentence as, at the moment, Captain Minsk was upon them with his stun gun raised.
Before either the Doctor or Jamie could utter a word, Minsk fired the gun and watched as they both fell unconscious to the ground.
Minsk picked up the fallen bodies of Jamie and the Doctor with ease and was about to carry them off towards the exit when he heard a voice behind him:
'Captain Minsk, what are you doing?'
There was no mistaking the velvety tune in the voice: it was Professor Camus. Minsk hesitated, confused slightly. Hadn't the professor ordered him to get rid of the intruders? Surely he could see nothing wrong with what he was doing?
'I was just getting rid of the intruders, sir, like you asked,' he replied with certainty.
'Intruders?' Camus questioned.
Behind him Tymus said; 'you remember me telling you about the two protesters who appeared in my lecture, Camus, you told me to have Captain Minsk deal with them.'
'My dear Tymus, I said nothing of having them removed from the campus,' was Camus' only reply.
'But, Camus, what was can with do with them? They are no good to us, surely?'
'if we have Captain Minsk remove them, they will merely re-join their fellow protesters and come up with some other way to get back us and cause another nuisance to the university,' Camus stated.
'Then what do we do with them?' Tymus protested.
'The Schrödinger Portal needs to be tested on someone outside the university – someone who hasn't had the mental training of the students here – in order for us to make it marketable to the politicians in Efeothia,' Camus affirmed.
'Yes, of course,' replied Tymus, still not seeing where his senior colleague was going with this.
'Well, since these protesters are so sure that the experiment is dangerous perhaps it is time we let them see for themselves whether it is or isn't dangerous.'
'You mean-'
'Yes, Tymus, we test the portal on these two,' Camus confirmed. He turned to Minsk and ordered: 'Captain Minsk, take these two to my laboratory.'
'Right away, Professor Camus.'
With that Minsk picked up the Doctor and Jamie each arm and carried them as if they were no more than a pair of ragdolls.