"Doctor!" Yaz said angrily.

"What?" said the Doctor, looking up from the TARDIS console. "Sorry Yaz, forgot that you were there."

"I know," said Yaz. "You've forgotten me the last three times."

"No need to take it personally," the Doctor said, slightly offended.

"No, it's not like that," said Yaz. "I mean you've literally forgotten that I exist. Your memory has been messed with."

"What? No, of course not."

"Who are you talking to Doc?" Graham asked, as he and Ryan entered the console room.

"Yeah, where did she come from?" asked Ryan.

"Wait, you don't know who Yaz is?" the Doctor asked. Both of them shrugged in confusion.

"Hang on, Yaz," said Ryan. "Didn't we go to school or something? I haven't seen you in years."

"We've been travelling together," said Yaz. "Surely you guys must remember. Doctor, you remember, right?"

"You're right," the Doctor said. "This is serious." She quickly jumped around the console, pushing buttons and pulling levers.

"What are you doing?" Yaz asked.

"Going back to the last place we were," said the Doctor. "There's only one place I know where this could have happened. And if I'm right, it won't be long till you stop being remembered for good!"

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Doctor Who

A Moment of Silence

Episode One

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The silence of the room was interrupted by the wheezing, groaning noise of a blue box materializing into existence. But as quickly as the noise arrived it was gone again, the silence winning out. The door opened as the four occupants tumbled out.

"Normally I'd take my clothes off," the Doctor said, looking around. "But this is a bit of an urgent situation."

"Take your clothes off?" asked Ryan.

"Yeah, we're in church. It's protocol."

"To take your clothes off when you enter a church?" Graham said.

"Oh come now, the point of travel is to broaden your mind, not have you be stuck with pre-conceived notions based on just your own culture."

"Can we hurry it up Doctor?" Yaz asked.

"Hold on a moment," the Doctor said, ignoring Yaz. "What's this doing here?" She picked up the cellphone, turning it over in her hands. It certainly looked like an ordinary, twenty-first century smart phone, but how it made its way all the way out here was anyone's guess.

"Hey, that's my phone," Yaz said. "Doctor," she said, more forcefully. The Doctor's head snapped up and back onto Yaz. "That's my phone," she repeated.

"Is it?" the Doctor said. "It's a very nice phone. Wait, no, that's bad."

"The phone?" asked Ryan.

"The fact that I don't remember that it's Yaz's phone," said the Doctor. "It's more serious than I thought."

"How can we all forget Yaz?" Ryan asked. "That doesn't make any sense."

"Doesn't it?" the Doctor asked. "Do you remember everyone you've met in your life?"

"Well, no," admitted Ryan. "But Yaz is right there."

"And if you couldn't see her any more? If she was no longer in your field of vision? You could have forgotten about people you haven't seen in years and forgotten that you've forgot."

"You'll save me, won't you Doctor?" Yaz asked.

"Of course," the Doctor said. "But just to be safe, everyone keep an eye on Yaz, keep her in your mind. We can't afford to forget her, not even for a second."

"You can count on us," said Graham, giving a comforting smile, before turning his gaze to Yaz. She smiled, comforted by her friends concern, but feeling awkward at constantly being looked at. To distract her mind she went over to the Doctor and looked at the phone screen.

"Hold up," she said. "Someone's left me a message."

"I wonder..." the Doctor said, pressing the button.

"Doctor, you need to listen to me," said the voice on the line. Everyone froze, confused by what was happening.

"I don't remember sending this message," the Doctor said, as she looked at the phone.

"You won't remember sending this message," the Doctor's voice replied. "In fact you'll think you're here for the first time. And no matter what I say you won't leave here, so instead we're going to try and get through this as quickly as possible to save Yaz."

"This is too weird," said Ryan.

"You need to make your way down the corridor," the voice said. "First right, second left, fifth right, ninth left. While you do that I'm going to continually describe Yaz to you, so that she sticks in your mind. Yaz, make sure someone is looking at you at all times, it decreases the chances of you being forgotten about. Ryan, Graham, look at Yaz as if her existence depends on it because, well, it does."

"Are you going to follow the recording?" asked Graham.

"I suppose I am," the Doctor said. "If I can't trust myself who can I trust? Come on then fam. And remember, keep an eye on Yaz."

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"So you've come to the first challenge," the recording said. "This took me a while to crack last time, so be thankful when I tell you the code is Nine One Two Six."

The Doctor nodded to herself and type the code in, unlocking the door that had been placed in front of them. So far no one had bothered to greet them or even noticed their presence.

"There's no reason for the church to be this empty," the Doctor said. "We're in the height of the church's popularity. This place should be crawling with people."

"Maybe everyone is at work?" Graham said.

"But where are the priests? They at the very least should have seen to us by now."

"Why did we even come here in the first place?" asked Yaz.

"Why did we even come here in the first place?" asked Ryan.

"Good question Ryan," said the Doctor. "I'm not sure, but I have a sneaky suspicion."

Yaz said nothing, annoyed that she'd been ignored. Still, she had to trust the Doctor, she'd never let her down before.

"Keep going," the recording urged. "You don't have time to stand round asking questions."

"Alright then," the Doctor said. "Wow am I really that bossy?"

None of the others replied. Yaz offered a smile, but it was ignored.

"Don't all talk at once," the Doctor said, before letting out her own smile. "Come on then."

They continued on their way down the corridor, the Doctor felt with an uneasy sense of dread.

"Stop immediately," the recording said. They all paused, perplexed at what the Doctor had said. Even the Doctor was confused.

"This entire church has been booby-trapped," the Doctor on the recording explained. "Fortunately I've already survived the traps the first time round, and rather have you repeat the process, we can just jump straight to the end."

"Good old me," the Doctor said. "Always knew I could trust myself"

"You see the tiles in front of you?" the recording said. "Getting across is as easy as pie."

"So we can just walk across?" Ryan asked, getting ready to take a step forward. The Doctor's arm whipped out and stopped him in his tracks.

"I suspect that attempting to cross willy-nilly would be a bad idea," the Doctor said, fishing a coin out of her pocket, before pausing.

"Doc?" asked Graham.

"There's another coin," she said, indicating to the blackened coin on the ground.

"So?" Ryan asked.

"It's a Hopies coin," the Doctor continued. "They don't join the church for another three thousand years. No, I must have done all this before."

"Yes, you have," said the recording. "And now you're going to show Ryan what happens if you don't listen to instructions, so I recommend you get it done as quick as possible."

"Alright, alright," the Doctor said testily. She threw a coin onto one of the tiles. Electricity crackled from the room and spread across the tiles, scorching the coin black.

"So then," the Doctor said. "If your curiosity is satisfied, do exactly what I do."

"How do you know what to do?" asked Graham.

"It's as simple as pi," the Doctor said cheerfully, before realizing her friends weren't quite following along. "Pi. The mathematical symbol. Three point one four one five nine two-"

"We get the point," said Yaz frustratedly. The other three jumped in surprise.

"Sorry Yaz," the Doctor said. "Forgot you were there."

"I know," Yaz said through gritted teeth. "But can we hurry it up?"

"Right, yes, sorry," the Doctor said. "I forgot how urgent the situation is. Okay, follow me." Carefully the group made their way across the tiles, following the Doctor's every step, a few of the leaps being particularly scary. Fortunately they all made it across safely to the other side.

"I hope you're hearing this Doctor," the recording said. "Otherwise the rest of my advice will be a waste of time. Keep going, third right, sixth left, third door on the right, and down through the middle."

"You heard me," the Doctor said. "Lets go then."

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"You said this was a church?" Yaz asked. "What sort of church has booby-traps in it?"

"The ancient Egyptians use to put curses on their pharaoh's tombs," the Doctor said. "Something here is worth protecting, enough that they're willing to make sure no one got in. Maybe we came here to get that treasure."

"Why would we come here to steal treasure?"

"I don't know... I must have had a good reason, even if I don't quite remember it. But that's just one possibility. For all I know I could be completely off the mark."

"Well I believe in you nonetheless," Yaz said, giving the Doctor a smile. The Doctor smiled back and turned away, her face suddenly becoming a mask of confusion. She looked as if she couldn't figure out why she was smiling. Her head turned, seeing Yaz again, and her face broke out in another smile.

"You shouldn't be too far from your destination," the recording said. "If my calculations are correct you're almost nearly there."

"Well that's a relief," Graham said. "I was starting to get turn-around in this maze. How are we going to find our way back to the TARDIS anyway?"

"GPS," replied the Doctor. "I installed a tracker in each of your phones. Should trace the route back for you."

"Wait, when did you put that on our phones?" Ryan asked.

"The moment I had one too many companions get lost," the Doctor said. "You lot, you're honestly like stray cats half the time."

Suddenly the Doctor stopped, looking at the room they arrive in in confusion. It was a large, circular room with five doors. She turned to the phone, but the recording seemed to have ended.

"What's going on?" Yaz asked, but no reply.

"Why have we stopped?" Ryan asked.

"The recording stopped," the Doctor said. "Which means two things. Either one, we've reached our destination, but I don't see why we'd have finished here. Or two..."

"Well?" Graham asked, to fill the silence.

"I've forgotten how this part goes," the Doctor said. "The closer we get to whatever caused us to forget means that it erased my memory of this room, and as such I didn't remember to include this in the recording."

"Well there are only five doors, maybe if we split up for a bit?"

"Five doors and only three of us? Too risky."

"Four of us," Yaz said. The Doctor turned, puzzled, before remembering and nodding.

"We can't afford Yaz to go by herself," the Doctor said. "No, it'll be better if we stick together. One in five odds, can't be all that bad."

"They're just doors, aren't they?" Ryan said.

"I mean yes, in the most literal sense they're doors," the Doctor replied. "But, well..." The Doctor pointed to a sign above one of the doors.

ONLY THOSE THAT HAVE THE TRUE FAITH WILL KNOW THE RIGHT DOOR it read. ALL THOSE THAT DON'T WILL PERISH IN THE FLAMES.

"I'm sure it's just being melodramatic," said Graham.

"Based on what we've been through?" the Doctor said. "No, this is very real. We have one shot at this. Get it wrong, and we'll go up in flames."

She turned to the group, trying to have a reassuring smile on her face.

"Right then," she said, trying to be cheery. "Pick a door, and let's hope for the best."