3. The First Day.

Chloe is welcomed at the door - a pleasant yet modestly small glass entrance to a large installation.
The letters GTM are above the door, again modestly small. Since the rebuilding of Gallifrey only thirty years earlier, the focus is still on functionality rather than any ostentatious emblazoning of their grand purpose.

Chloe has looked forward to entering this door for months, ever since she had first thought about the practicalities of building Tardises. They must have been built somewhere and by someone.

How long did it take to build a Tardis; a machine that could then go on to design itself further, automatically adding rooms at will for any purpose?

Chloe recalls some of the stories her mother, Crystelle, had told her about her own experiences in the Doctor's Tardis - how he had just needed to ask the Tardis to provide a shower room (ref. 11), a rest room (ref. 1), a sick bay (refs. 8, 13, 18), and many rooms for half a million people to stand in while they were rescued from the ruins of Gallifrey (ref. 9).

Chloe is given a welcome pack and escorted to a small conference room. The cream of Gallifrey - the lucky ones - are sat awaiting the start of the initiation lectures.

Chloe's welcome pack shows the order of events for today. The Chief Executives will take turns telling them all exactly what is expected of them. Secrecy is among these requirements. Naturally, all of the inner secrets of how Tardises are built and perform must never be shared outside the manufacturing facility.

Chloe starts to feel uncomfortably like she is intruding on their space. She hadn't thought of it that way before, but then she doesn't plan to share their secrets anyway, she thinks. While this doesn't excuse her presence there, the thought does make her feel better about it.

Chloe sits next to one of the young recruits who is ecstatic about having been awarded the prestigious prize of being able to work at this manufacturing facility. He has dreamt of working here for his whole life.
During an interval, he chats with Chloe.
"Hi, my name is Harry, who are you?"
"I'm Chloe."
"Where are you from?"
The question is bound to occur and is why Chloe has chosen to live nearby rather than commute from home using her Wristwatch Tardis.
"I'm living in Surbiton," Chloe says. The nearby village had been only a short walk from the manufacturing facility and had seemed a logical choice.

"Oh, that's strange, I haven't seen you before and I know Surbiton fairly well." Harry is puzzled that he's never seen her before as Gallifrey is still a small(ish) place.

Chloe now feels that her cover might be almost blown. "I've lived in a few other places before that," she says quickly. She has studied maps of the villages around Gallifrey City and knows some of the names of other villages… but fortunately the next presentation is due to start, and Chloe is able to sit elsewhere.

Lunch Time.

During the lunch time, Chloe chats to some of the other girls there. As Chloe has been on so many outings with the Doctor and with her mother, she has built up much more life experience (and death experience, too). One of the girls brags about her own death experience, drowning as her kayak had plunged over a high waterfall and not re-surfaced for several long minutes, followed shortly with her regeneration experience.
Misadventure on Gallifrey of this type must be common, but not all of the girls have needed to regenerate, and Chloe feels it safer to gravitate to these girls as they appear to be much less demanding.

Besides which, Chloe feels that if she relates her own regeneration experience, it may be very different from theirs. None of these girls have ever seen a Dalek, let alone fought one. Images of her own death before a lucky Dalek flash before her, followed by awakening following regeneration in the Doctor's Tardis with her mother fussing around her. She has already resolved never to speak of these events, and she has forbidden the Doctor to; it was just so embarrassing for her - being hit by a Dalek that was restrained! She had wandered around to the front accidentally; and it had laughed at her.

A very unfortunate experience! Doubtless, one that she has learnt from!