Chapter 7:
'What was the deal with handcuffs anyways?' The Master wondered. 'Who invented them?' He had seen into all of time and space and even he didn't know. 'I bet they were created by a paradox. They shouldn't exist. As a time-lord my duty is to destroy him.' The Master thought but he was only kidding himself. He knew he was hardly a time lord anymore and even if he was he wouldn't have cared about duty. But still, he had a right to he annoyed.
That doctor with the horrible moustache had said he was doing well. Well then why did that annoying nurse Molly Hooper still handcuff him to a hospital bed in the mental ward? Humans were so stupid. They did write good television shows though. He had never really had an experience with television until then. He had figured that anything was better than sitting there bored listening to the sounds the infernal noise going on in his own mind, so he decided to watch TV. He was lucky the room had a TV, even though it was very small.
There was a marathon going on of this show called,"Supernatural," and the Master had to admit, it was good. That Dean character though, man he died and came back more times than the Doctors' friend Captain Jack Harkness did. After 8 hours straight of sitting uncomfortably on the bed watching that show, he decided to give in and try to sleep. It didn't work. Nobody, not even aliens, were meant to sleep which infernal handcuffs on. Again, why did it have to be handcuffs? Why not rope? Of maybe a staight jacket? He had worn one once and it wasn't that bad. He preferred it to the itchy hospital robe thing he has been forced to wear.
Suddenly he heard the door open. "What is it?" He muttered into his pillow. He was greeted by a male voice. "Hiii!" The voice said in an enthusiastic voice. The master sat up straight, his nearly white hair messy now. "What do you want?" He asked. The lights turned on. The master stared at the man in the grey suit standing in front of him. "Who are you?" He asked. The man smiled a grin that expressed multiple things at once. "A visitor," he said. "A very eager visitor."
