Dottore

by IfEaRnOfIsH

Abstergo has meddled too much, for too long. The threads of time are crossing, and the Doctor and all that he is are being sucked into the chaos, where a man lies in an Animus in a corrupt TORCHWOOD. All hope is lost - for now. T for language and themes.

96. Chapter Forty Five Phase Eighteen

1st of June, 2012. Scotland.

Maria ran from her apartment, barely managing to get her coat and almost forgetting her keys as she slammed the door behind her. The compendium of a century was left on her dining room table. She was pulling out her phone and shouting down it even before Darren picked up.

'Darren?! They've left us a note! What?! WHO DO YOU THINK – '