Right, Chapter 35. Once again, title says it all. So, enjoy!

Chapter 35 The Plot revealed

Me and Santiago left mum and Jo to wallow in their fantasies and decided to head to the dorm room. I wasn't sure what was going on in mum's mind. But something was starting to play on my mind.

"So, you're the eldest?" Santiago asked as we left the parlour.

"What?" I asked, confused before realising what he had asked. "Oh, yes. Mum's eldest, dad's middle child."

"How?" Santiago asked.

"My dad's got a daughter with his late wife" I said. "I was born 18 months after she died. My mum's Sue's godmother."

"So, how much older is she than you?" Santiago asked.

"17 years" I said. "She works for these guys."

"Here?" Santiago said.

"No, Washington DC" I said. "Though she's on her way to Peru."

"Oh" Santiago asked.

"What about you then?" I asked. "Are you the eldest grandchild?"

"Third eldest" Santiago admitted.

"So, why aren't your older cousins here then?" I asked.

"They're both in their twenties" Santiago said. "I'm still a teenager. And my parents are all over the world. So, Gran's looking after me and I'm looking after Gran."

We arrived at the dorm. "Hopefully we'll get some peace for a while" I said. "They're good friends but there's only so much I can take of Clyde's jokes."

"Is it me or is there a bit of a spark between the two of them?" Santiago asked.

"We all think so" I said. "Though I think Clyde's too scared of Rani's dad to do anything."

"Her dad's doesn't like him then" Santiago joked.

"No. I think it's because he made a bad first impression" I said. "I mean, hitting your new headmaster on the head with a basketball is enough to get a bad reputation."

"Rani's dad their headmaster?" Santiago asked. I nodded. "Bet he doesn't know about all this."

"He knows we at a funeral but not about the Doctor" I said. "Mum prefers it if we keep the alien investigating life a secret. It's for the best." I pulled out my phone. No signal. No chance of calling neither Luke nor Em.

Me and Santiago were in the room for about ten minutes before mum, Clyde, Rani and Jo arrived from the parlour.

"Right. We need to make a list, because we need to work out who'd fake the Doctor's death, and why" Mum said, almost immediately after they arrived back and we had sorted out sleeping arrangements.

"And these can help us to think!" Jo said, pulling something from her bag. I looked at them. They were candles. "They're scented with jatamansi oil. It's a herb from the banks of the Ganges. It helps to focus the mind."

"We'll just go and get some tea" I said.

"No, just hot water for me, please, sweetheart" Jo said. "I've got some powdered lapacho. The Doctor took me to this planet once, called Peladon, and the smell of lapacho... It reminds me of the Royal Palace."

I noticed mum's face light up. "I went to Peladon!" She said.

"You never did!" Jo said.

"With the great beast Aggedor?"

"Same planet!"

"Laters" Clyde said as the four of us left mum and Jo to continue their investigation.

"Funeral wing now closing. Repeat, funeral wing now closing" came over the tanoy as we hunted round for a kitchen or something similar.

"It's tragic" Rani said. "He's dead, but they just can't face it."

"I never met the Doctor" Santiago said. "I always wanted to, but, too late."

"It's never too late" I told him. "The Doctor maybe dead but there's always the chance you might meet a past one."

"I wish he was here right now" Clyde said.

"Me too" Rani said.

"I really wish he was here right now cos then he could explain this" Clyde said, showing us his hand. It was sparking with the same blue energy as before. I gasped. Artron energy.

"It's happening again!" Rani said.

"But I can't say anything, can I?" Clyde said. "Not inside UNIT. They'd lock me up and dissect me!"

"Hold on, what do you mean, it's happening again?" Santiago asked.

"Last time we met the Doctor, it was at Sarah Jane's wedding, and we got stuck in this time loop thing." Clyde said. "And the TARDIS, the Doctor's time machine, it was phasing in and out of reality. I touched it, and got zapped with this stuff."

"Artron energy, the Doctor said" I said. "I think it was part of the TARDIS."

"And you thought my life was good?" Santiago chuckled.

"Smelly getting closer!" The Groske from earlier appeared behind Clyde.

"What do you know about this stuff?" Clyde challenged.

"Closer and closer!" The Groske said, turning on his heels and running. We chased after him before he dived into a ventilation shaft.

"Come back here, blue boy!" Clyde said. "He's like a mouse in the skirting board!" He dived in after it. Rani followed.

"You coming?" I asked Santiago, standing back.

"Honestly, it'll be fine. We do this kind of thing all the time." Santiago said. "My gran once handcuffed herself to Robert Mugabe. I'm loving it!" He dived into the shaft and I dived in behind him.

"Groske! Where are you?" Clyde called.

"Keep it down!" Rani whispered. "This is a top-secret military base and they might shoot us dead. And I kind of promised my dad I'd be in bed by 10.30pm." We crawled through the shaft, unknowing of the danger we were about to come across.

No one's POV

In the funeral parlour, the Shansheeth were stood around the harp, talking. They were plotting.

"Brothers of the wing. I have filleted the cradle to find the most powerful memories" the Blue Shansheeth said.

"With what results?" the Red Shansheeth asked.

"The women. The two wise women of the tribe" the Blue Shansheeth said. "They remember the late Doctor most strongly of all. The cradle sings! Surround them with song! Tempt them with days long past! The memories must grow if we are to succeed." He began playing the harp.

Meanwhile – No one's POV

Back in the dorm room, Sarah Jane and Jo were sat, thinking who could gain anything from faking the Doctor's death. Through the ventilation shaft that Steven, Clyde, Rani and Santiago were crawling through, came the same harp music from the mourning session.

"There's that music again" Sarah Jane said.

"Reminds me...The Doctor took me to this planet once, called Karfel, and they had a leisure garden, and the plants could sing" Jo said.

He took me to Italy, once. San Martino, 1492" Sarah Jane said. "I remember this magnificent garden. It smelled of oranges, vanilla..."

In the parlour, the Shansheeth were watching Sarah Jane and Jo's memories. "Deeper! The sleep of memories!"

"Drashigs, Axons, Ogrons, the Daleks..." Jo said.

"Cybermen, Zygons..." Sarah Jane added.

"Azal..." Jo said, the memories from their days with the Doctor flooding back.

Steven's POV

Me, Clyde, Rani and Santiago continued crawling through the shaft. Though we had lose the Groske, we were now trying to find the source of the music. We came to a dead end. It seemed to lead into the parlour. We could hear the Shansheeth talking.

"The trap has worked" I heard the Blue Shansheeth said.

"Such excellent and sorrowful memories" the Red one said. I could still remember what each one sounded like.

"What have we stopped for?" Santiago asked.

"Hush a minute" Clyde said.

"Clyde, I'm staring at your bum" Rani complained.

"You're not the only one" I said. "I've got three to look at."

"No, seriously, ssh!" Clyde said.

"The women are named Smith. Sarah Jane, and Jones, Josephine. We must drain their minds" the blue Shansheeth said.

"What of their bodies?" the Yellow Shansheeth asked.

"They will die" the Blue Shansheeth said. "Fortunately, there are excellent undertakers at hand."

"Guys, back up. We have to get out of here" Clyde said, putting his hand up to the grating. Artron energy sparked once again. "Back up!" I guessed the Shansheeth had

"We are witnessed!" I heard the Blue Shansheeth speak.

"There's no room to turn round" Santiago said.

"Go backwards!" Rani said.

"Shuffle!" I called, beginning the shuffle back the way we came. I watched as the grating open and the Blue Shansheeth popped its head into the shaft.

"Faster!" Clyde called. "Shuffle for your life!" We shuffled back down the shaft. The Shansheeth disappeared from the end.

"Fly fast, my brothers!" One of the Shansheeth said.

"Stop them! Stop the children!" Another one said. I shuffled back as fast I could. I had to get to mum. She and Jo were both right and in danger. The Doctor wasn't dead but the Shansheeth wanted mum and Jo's memories. But we weren't going to let that happen.

Chapter 36 will be here tomorrow, as Death of the Doctor' continues.

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