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A/N: This is the last part of this serial. I've already begun plotting out the next ones. Potential future serials include some called Late October Evening, Nightmare in Fishnets, Attack of the Armed Censors, and Going Home. I won't tell you what they're about though I suppose it's obvious in some cases. As you might've figured, different serials are different genres.


That evening, soon after dark, the trio left their hiding place behind the school. The Professor carefully led his assistants towards the castle in solemn silence. To everyone's annoyance, it took far too long to walk there. This only made everyone more nervous… though the exercise did keep them from getting too cold. The coats they'd found in the TARDIS's impressive closet also helped.

Finally they reached the Frankenstein Place. It looked terribly ominous even covered in innocent white snow. Mia shakily gripped Jonathan's hand as they got closer and closer to the looming castle. Not that Jon minded, of course. He also needed someone to hold onto.

The Professor noticed none of this.

He was too busy looking for a way into the building. That didn't take to long, thankfully. Still not saying a word he carefully showed the two teens into the place they'd been fascinated by long before they learned it was real…

First they ended up in a dimly lit hallway. The only light came from beneath a nearby door that led into an unknown room. That was probably the kitchen, if the enticing smell of food was anything to judge by. It made Mia hungry! Though she ignored this and followed her two companions down the increasingly-dim hallway. There didn't seem to be any more doors along their way.

Eventually, the Professor was forced to take a small device out of his jacket. It quietly whirred to life and the end began to glow a yellowish color. Though the light wasn't very bright it was enough to keep them from running into a wall. In such

"It's a screwdriver an old friend of mine gave me," he whispered to the two teens.

Mia nodded in false understanding while Jon just stared, blinking dully. Though the both of them kept walking. On and on they went! The Professor clearly knew the way and this confused Mia. Had he been here before? Perhaps that apparent screwdriver was guiding him somehow.

At this point things were just too peculiar for Jonathan. Somehow he'd been dragged into a sci-fi adventure and wasn't prepared to deal with it, so he just followed everyone else without questioning. Sort of like Arthur Dent! Unlike Arthur Dent he didn't desperately crave tea or wear a tattered old dressing gown.

Eventually they found themselves outside a nicely-lit room. Someone inside was walking around, perhaps somewhat nervously. The Professor began scanning the door with his strange screwdriver. This made Mia fear they'd be discovered. Couldn't he turn off the buzzing sound?

"It's her room," the Doctor said quietly.

Before anyone could stop him he opened the door and barged in. Not sure what else to do, the two teenagers followed him.

Then they saw Trixie. Her red hair was a bit messy, though she seemed cheerful enough. When she saw she quickly scrambled for a laser gun on her desk. Then she pointed it at the Professor, who quickly dropped his screwdriver and put his hands up. Mia and Jon did the same (minus the screwdriver).

"Who are you?" Trixie asked, rather shakily.

"I'm the Professor-"

Trixie frowned. "Which Professor?"

"The Professor. Anyway, I received a message that was written later this evening. Since I'm a time traveler receiving a message before it's written isn't too unusual. Anyway, it was a cry for help from you. Apparently your parents' employer attacked you one evening in a mistaken attempt to thank you for introducing him to the joys of crossdressing. I'm guessing he hasn't even gone near you yet."

Then, there was a terribly awkward silence. This whole affair was strange to begin with and now things had only gotten stranger. Trixie clearly wasn't sure what to believe. The Professor's sudden appearance didn't make much sense. Here was someone barging in and claiming to be recuing her (from a future threat). Who would be comfortable with all that? Certainly not Trixie!

Before anyone could manage to say anything in response to the Professor's strange speech, everyone heard the clicking of somebody's brand new stilettos on the hallway's floorboards.

"That's the Master," Trixie whispered.

It was then that he opened the door, dressed in a lovely 1950s dress. But before anything else could happen – before he could even get a proper look at the room – Trixie shot him with her laser. He crumpled to the floor.

"Nice shot!" Jon muttered, prodding the body of Frank N.

"Be careful! I never set it on anything more than stun," Trixie told them. "Though he should be fine for at least an hour or so."

Mia still looked worried. "We should still do something about this right now. Such as leave right now. Professor, do you think Trixie could come with us when we leave? It's for her own safety."

The Professor contemplated this briefly. Eventually, he said: "No."

"No?" Mia exclaimed. "But she can't stay here, he might kill her the way he kills Eddie. I mean, she knocked him out…"

Trixie's eyes widened. "Eddie? As in, the kid I'm in school with? He gets killed!"

"You'll see one day," Jon told her.

"We'll erase her completely from his memory. Then, Mia will let Trixie replace her at the movie theater. Everything will work out!" the Professor explained.

Only Trixie seemed to object. "What about my parents? Will they forget me too?"

The Professor had a way of fixing this, too. "You won't be able to stay here, that's true. But you will be able to see them often, I'll promise you that."

And so, everything was solved. Trixie was set to become the Usherette while still attending Earthling school and visiting her parents. They were glad she was now totally safe from their dreadful 'Master'. Our two teenaged protagonists had made their way into the strange new world that was time/space/dimension traveling. They'd saved the Usherette, met Columbia before she was known by that name, and survived.

Time for a new adventure.


A/N: There's the end of the first serial. I'll start the second as soon as possible.

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