Part 3 – The Abyss Looks Back
(By Morag MacPherson)

'The Doctor' tugged on the actual Doctor's sleeve, whispering, "Any ideas about what's going on here, Frecks?"

"As a mere schoolteacher from the Edwardian age I could hardly tell you," said the Doctor.

"Yes, but as the last survivor of Gallifrey, what could he tell me?"

The Doctor took a surreptitious look at Martha's back. "Farringham School was one of the worst experiences of my Martha's life. This one didn't even bat an eyelash. I'm guessing that when she traveled with her Doctor, who looks a good deal like you, they never made it there."

"You mean we're in another dimension?"

"That's my best guess, yes," said John Smith.

Captain John smirked. "The other one of you has better taste."

"Regeneration doesn't work like that," protested the Doctor, but now Martha had turned around.

"As you can see on the monitors, Doctor, there's been a major breach in the Void."

John gave the various displays a cursory glance. "Yes, I do see that.

What are the other two problems, then?"

Martha gave John an exasperated look. "You do remember what we banished to the Void, don't you."

"Oh yes," he said. "How could I forget?"

Crowds of UNIT soldiers rushed back and forth in the hallways, not giving Clark a second glance. "Pretty buthy around here," said Clark.

Dawn watched the formations. "That Martha woman said they had a bunch of problems. Let's see what we can solve." On a lark, Dawn tried a door. To her delight it was the confiscated alien property room. "Awesome! I can build that sonic screwdriver. Oooh, and is that a Varnasian bowel disruptor? I think that it is." Dawn grabbed the pistol and clipped it around a belt loop. "I'll just be saving that for when we see Martha next, oh yes."

For the next several minutes Clark simply stood back as Dawn made a catalogue of the available parts. "The funny thing about building a sonic screwdriver is that it's easier to build one when you already have one lying around."

"Thould have thwiped it from the Doctor before they left," said Clark as he eyed the parts that Dawn assembled around her. "Tho you're pulling all of thith information from inthide the Doctor'th head."

"This stuff? No, this is something that I asked the TARDIS about. If you can be bothered to listen to her, which I guess the Doctor doesn't half of the time to hear her tell it, she'll tell you all sorts of stuff, like the best available revenge," Dawn caressed the gun at her side, "and how to build a sonic screwdriver. I haven't checked in on the Doctor since we got here."

Clark's tail swished. "Don't you think it would be a good idea to have a lookthie, theeing ath there'th tho many problemth here?" But Dawn was way ahead of him. Her eyes filled with horror. "What ith it?"

"Daleks and Cybermen! I was in the TARDIS, the Void was in the TARDIS, they hooked onto us, so we just pulled them right through into another dimension!"