Chapter 6: Mystery Solved
Gahiji looked at the monitor.
Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong.
According to his tracker, the Doctor was dead. There were no brain signals being transmitted, no blood flow meaning the heats weren't beating and no movement. Either the Doctor discovered it and removed it or he had died. The signals had been normal for the past few hours. The only change was the sudden drop in brain activity in the morning but this was only expected. He must have been tired.
Gahiji went over to his screens and scanned for the Dalek's power reading. It wasn't looking good at all.
The Dalek glided through the labyrinth of the primitive temple. It had been through roughly eighty-four per cent of the structure. Scans showed that there were large amounts of living creatures outside the structure but there were still a few within. It did not seem the humans cared for one another as they had not sent reinforcements to fight the Dalek.
"FOOLS" the Dalek proclaimed. "THEY DO NOTHING AS I KILL OFF THEIR OWN PEOPLE."
"Halt! Who trespasses on the tomb of pharaoh Akhenaten?"
The Dalek turned towards the noise. Scans showed it was another human guard with the same pitiful armour as the rest of its pitiful kind.
It waited until the man came around the corner, "EXTERMINATE!"
It rerouted power to the weaponry and fired straight into the man's chest. The Dalek felt a twang of glee as the man screamed in agony. The man fell to the floor and the Dalek continued.
Now that this man was dead, there were only twenty-six people left inside the labyrinth. Scans sowed that the population of the outside world within five hundred metres was a pitiful two-hundred and seventy-three.
It would not be long before the Dalek could break out of its tomb and wipe out the whole village.
The Doctor stirred. His vision was blurry and there was a large pain in his chest. One of his hearts was beating frantically and the other wasn't beating at all. It felt like his chest had been ripped open and someone jiggled a stick inside. The pain was enough to make him groan out in pain.
"Bakari he's awake."
The high-pitched voice seemed to come from all directions at once and the Doctor groaned again as his ears ringed with pain. Struggling to breathe properly, the Doctor opened his eyes.
The room was covered in dust, like a sandstorm had struck and it was layered with bits of cloth and baskets of rotting food. There was only one door in the room and only one window in the middle of the wall next to him. He seemed to be propped on the ground in one of the corners and surrounded by three small kids.
One of the kids was the girl from the in Gahiji's house. The other two were so similar looking, the Doctor wondered if they were twins. They must be brother and sister at least.
The smaller one with long hair started jumping around and yelled out "Bakari, quick he's awake."
A man walked in and the Doctor realized it was the thief from the other day.
"Ata, please, not while we have someone here." He spoke calmly. "Why don't you and Kakari go and have some fruit in the other room while I talk to our guest."
"YAY, fruit!" they yelled in unison as they raced off out of the room.
The man turned to the Doctor. "Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm guessing that you are Bakari, from the way they yelled for you," the Doctor said. "But the real question is how did I get here?"
"I carried you here," the girl said. "I found you in the pyramid workings unconscious and I carried you here."
The memories flooded back to the Doctor as he remembered getting shot by the Dalek. How did he survive? Was it that the Dalek had thought he was a human and used the power level to kill a human which wasn't enough to kill the Doctor? A Dalek wouldn't do that unless it didn't have enough power to kill him straight away, which meant he still had a few days to stop the Dalek from destroying Cairo. This still left a few question unanswered.
"Where exactly is 'here'?" The Doctor asked.
"This is our home." Bakari stated.
"Who are you?" the Doctor asked.
"You should answer that yourself."
"Why?"
"You're the man from my dream." It was Crissera who spoke.
The Doctor went to straighten his bow-tie and realized it wasn't there. "What do you mean exactly by 'your dream'?"
Bakari answered, "Crissera has been different from the rest of us from birth. She has been able to make herself invisible to others and she has also been able to see small parts of the future."
"Energy from the TARDIS leaving her small amounts of the TARDIS' perception filter and the ability to see future's that may or may not happen," The Doctor told them, "no wonder she would see visions about me."
"I think I know some of those words" Bakari said.
"Think of it like this then," The Doctor told them, "my ship which can go back and forward through time has a thing that allows it to remain undetected by others."
"It travels back and forth through time?" Bakari asked credulously.
"I'll explain later," the Doctor told him, "now my ship realized I would be left to die when I came here so sent some of its energy back in time to Crissera here."
"I think I understand." Crissera said.
"Good but that isn't important right now, what is important right now is for you to tell me just how long I have been unconscious."
"Unconshush?" Bakari tried to say.
The Doctor sighed in distress. "How long have I been sleeping or how long since Crissera brought me here?"
"Two weeks," Crissera said.
The Doctor grabbed them in panic. "If my body has been repairing itself for two weeks, than that means that the Dalek could be fully powered up by now."
The Dalek glided past the freshly dead body. It had been held prisoner for too long.
It was time to break free.