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Chapter 3
The Doctor backed out of the Tardis door, pulling it almost shut as he did so. A movement behind him made him turn, keeping hold of the door handle as he did so. Arranged in a semi- circle around him were four, youngish (well everyone seemed young to the Doctor) guards. They were wearing smart uniforms with 'Precinct Security' embroidered onto them- not average run of the mill then. What was run of the mill was the stun- gun that each guard carried, pointed, once again, at the Doctor. The oldest of the four stepped forwards, "step away from the... box, and put your hands in the air." He said in a commanding tone. The Doctor did as he was told, pulling the Tardis door shut behind him with a faint 'click.' One of the others, the youngest, with spiky ginger hair, (the Doctor sighed with envy) stepped up. "We did not tell you to close the door. Open it immediately." Luke demanded. "Whoops." Was the reply from the Doctor, "sorry. I forgot my hand was on the handle, and therefore, when I was ordered to move away from the... box, the door came with me." The Doctor flashed a disarming grin at the group. Nothing happened. "Anyway," the Doctor continued on brightly, "introductions I think. I'm the Doctor, and you lot are..." he left the sentence trailing away and Luke finished it for him. "We're precinct security." He stated proudly, the Doctor groaned, "you know I had picked up on that." He gestured towards the shirts. Luke had the good grace to look embarrassed as the others sniggered; he shot them a quick glare before turning back to the Doctor. "I'm Luke, duty officer, these are my... colleagues; Jimbo, Grouse and D-G." The oldest guard, D-G the Doctor assumed according to the name marked on his stun- gun, gestured to the Doctor, "come on you, no trouble now." His voice was gruff, insulting. "I did tell you my name you know." The Doctor appealed, all he got for his troubles was a cuff round the head from one of the other guards. Sighing, the Doctor let himself get marched away.