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Chapter 9:

Falling into the unknown (Part 2):

The Doctor had just woken up from his deep sleep. He sat up and shook his head and headed for the control room.

As he headed towards the control room he decided it probably would have been wise to take a shower.

As he stepped into the shower, he turned the water on. The temperature of the water was extremely hot and as each water droplet beat down upon his skin the Doctor felt his skin burn beneath its touch.

He just stood there for about half an hour with his eyes shut as the water poured on him. His mind was blank and for the first time he wasn't thinking of anything. Nothing what so ever. The Doctor felt so at ease and as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. The weight of guilt, hatred, loneliness and sorrow.

As soon as he stepped out of the steaming hot shower cold air swept across his chest. It actually inflicted pain upon the Time Lord. His muscles tensed but soon relaxed as he began to get used to the temperature again.

He went to his room and grabbed his pin stripped suit and began to put his clothes on. Once he was fully dressed the Doctor left his room and headed to the control room. With nothing really to do, the Doctor would usually just hang around there either waiting for the TARDIS to break down or pick up on some distress signal.

As soon as he stepped into the control room the TARDIS began to shake and rock and the Doctor was flung across the room. His hand had grabbed hold to one of the railings and the Doctor's grip tightened as he waited for the TARDIS to land.

After about half a minute the movements stopped and the TARDIS had landed.

The Doctor went up to the TARDIS control board and whispered, "Now then old girl, what was that all about ay? Where have we landed?"

As the Doctor began to fiddle with a few buttons here or there and scan the area he landed on, his jaw almost dropped in disbelief and he cried, with a hint of excitement, "Impossible! We have landed in the Thriving!"

The Doctor began to jump around and began to collect images of the planet he happened to land on, and also began gathering as much information as possible.

The TARDIS produced some sheets of paper from a machine which could only have been described as a very advanced printer. The Doctor gathered the sheets and began to read them. Planet Kirthor, hmm OK a name that's a start. The Doctor was completely ignorant when it came to the Thriving, purely because whoever had managed to access this area just before the void usually was unable to escape. This was because even though travellers had managed to somehow find themselves in the Thriving, once you would try to escape your means of transport would be sucked into the void, because of being so close to the void. Many people had gone off in search of the Thriving, and never to return because of the force of attraction from the void. But how on the hell have I managed to land on this planet? The Doctor's initial reaction to this whole situation is to go outside and greet the locals and gain more knowledge from them. Because right now though the TARDIS was providing information for him, she was actually hacking into the closest form of technology and trying to suck out information from there.

The Doctor had grabbed his coat and decided he should probably cease the TARDIS from extracting anymore information because he didn't know whether or not this would create a bad impression on the locals. He quickly jogged back to the centre of the TARDIS and flipped a switch which terminated the continuation of gathering information.

The Doctor then turned on his heels, quite excited and headed for the door. Unfortunately the Doctor hadn't noticed the last gathering of information the TARDIS had extracted. According to the information the Kirthorians possessed technology which was extremely advanced. Using this technology they had locked on to ships and machines that had great potential to help further their advancements in technology. In this case they had locked on to the TARDIS and dragged it on to the planet, even though it seemed as though the TARDIS had been saved from a possible attraction and swallowing deep into the void.

Kirthorians had managed to progress this far with technology because with every visitor that they had brought to the planet the Kirthorians stole their technology and used it to the benefit of themselves. Though the Kirthorians had not actually begun to combine and use the technology to its full potential this didn't mean the inhabitants were unarmed, they still possessed a threat to any 'visitors'. The planet Kirthor was relatively new compared to the age of other planets existing in the universe, however with each passing day Kirthor grows stronger and more ruthless.

Have our travellers finally sealed their doom by finding themselves trapped on a merciless planet? Will they survive the 26 hours that lay ahead of them? Will fait allow them to meet, or are they destined to never lay eyes upon each other…

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