Chapter Seven

The Doctor walked through the open door of the shuttle pod apprehensively, wondering what fate had in store for both him and Rachel.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?" Rachel reached out to grab the Doctor's arm in an attempt to restrain him.

The Doctor grinned despite the visible fear in his eyes. Without speaking, he turned and continued through the door and down a long hallway with glowing lights from the floor, guiding their way. They both emerged in a clearing which appeared to be some sort of control room.

"It appears to be some sort of control room" Rachel said blatantly.

The ceiling was about seven feet above them and was covered in hundreds of very small dimly lit lights that somehow managed to barely light up the entire room. In the centre of the room was a square console with a hologram of Earth, hovering in the middle of it. The hologram was surrounded in a series of levers and toggles, all of which were shrouded in rust and dirt. The technology seemed fairly primitive in comparison to the expanse of the universe; even the floor was made from a cheap metal that seemed to creak with every step, threatening to break under the Doctor and Rachel's feet.

The Doctor was about to exclaim about how shabby he thought the ship interior was before he was interrupted suddenly by Rachel.

"It's beautiful" she looked flabbergasted

"Well, that's... a word" the Doctor placed his glasses on his head and studied the interior closer "this sort of technology shouldn't be around in this half of the galaxy yet, and this certainly isn't high tech enough to travel from one galaxy to another, so how did this get here?"

"You tell us," a hissing voice emerged from the other end of the room.

"Doctor, what was that?" Rachel grabbed his arm.

A human figure in a black cloak walked towards them aggressively. His face under the hood was blacked out but two red eyes were visible. He stepped towards the console and flicked a switch on the desk. An alarm went off and the entrance locked behind the Doctor and Rachel. Rachel gasped but the Doctor seemed to be unaffected by this.

"This ship seems pretty beaten up," the Doctor scratched the back of his head furiously "you're stuck here" he turned to the cloaked figure and stared into his red eyes.

"How well noticed," the figure hissed.

"Why the zombies, then?" Rachel shouted courageously.

"We need a suitable disguise to blend it. We tried to become human but our technology is primitive and in the conversion our disguises became disfigured."

"And I'm assuming the fog is some form of perception filter" the Doctor enquired.

"How very perspective of you," the cloaked figure joked in a sinister fashion "and you are?"

"Never mind me, who are you then?" The Doctor paced from one side of the room to the other "your technology shouldn't be in this side of the galaxy yet, despite how primitive it is. How did you get here?"

"Ah, a man with so many questions and so little answers. We are the new order, we crashed here a few days ago after falling through a black hole light years away. Our ship is out of fuel and we need energy from life forms to refuel. The life forms on this planet contain a minimal amount of energy, we'd need at least 7 billion humans..."

"...which is roughly the population of Earth" the Doctor interrupted.

"Wait, the new order...that's what the morph of Henry said right?" Rachel asked

"That morph was simply a holographic image in hopes that it would guide you to us. You seem to have a high form of technology present"

The door opened behind them. Two cloaked men walked in, one of which was holding José, the other holding Andrew.

"Doctor!" Andrew cried.

The Doctor frowned furiously "LET THEM GO!" He shouted.

"You shall all bare witness to the fall of your beloved planet. You have all enquired too much into our presence on this planet and now you will experience the wrath of the new order. This planet will be ours and we will use its remnants to return home VICTORIOUS!"