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There was no struggle in getting into the flat, slowly pushing the door open after scanning the lock. Doctor and Phil peeked in, looking at each other they walked in. Phil nudged the door shut behind her, reaching to the side she tried the light switch.
"Typical, there's no electricity."
Doctor turned and pointed the screwdriver at the light switch, flicking it again Phil blinked numerous times for her eyes to adjust to the sudden light. "Now there's electricity." Doctor smiled and pocketed the screwdriver, "Well there's no electricity but at least I've given us temporary light." He said while picking up books which were on the dining room table. Phil walked past him and into the sitting room which was still in darkness.
It seemed that the front door opened up into the dining room, and through a door to the side led to the kitchen. There was an arch which compensated for a door way which lead into the living room. Doctor had only given the dining room light at the moment, and Phil was standing wringing her hands looking over the darkened sitting room.
"Can I have some light in here please?" She asked while turning and looking at Doctor, he seemed engrossed in flicking through a book. He didn't put the book down as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the screwdriver. Eyeing up the green light which it omitted Phil smiled happily at the light which flooded into the sitting room. The place was dusty, incredibly dusty, "Ew ew ew," muttering and brushing her hand over items to see what they were she nodded. The layers of dust obscured what the items were, there were photos frames and ornaments but nothing which looked alien.
Doctor put down the book he was flicking through and walked to stand next to her, "Nothing in here?"
"No, well," Phil reached down to pick a television guide off of the coffee table. "TV Times? Apparently tonight there's a special of Eastenders?"
"Huh," Doctor took the magazine from her and flicked through it. "A special of Eastenders and two episodes of Emmerdale, what more can people want?" He looked to the side at her, she gave a shrug and looked to the door to the side. Walking up to the door Doctor pushed it open and pointed the screwdriver at the light switch, light flooded into the small corridor and the two of them were soon confronted with four doors.
"Two each?" Phil asked while taking a step forward, Doctor shook his head and stopped her in mid step.
"I can see you're getting into this search but I can easily find the item," he said while waving the screwdriver at her. It was the truth, they would be wasting more time if they searched every single room. Phil puffed out her cheeks and gestured for him to do so, smiling and walking to the first door he opened it and scanned the area.
Nothing.
Walking to the opposite door he scanned it, the same happened as to the first door. It was the same reaction to the third. The fourth door however made the screwdriver go haywire, much like it did when the front door first got scanned. Exchanging a look the two walked into the room, it seemed to have been used as a study. There was a desk and a chair and numerous books scattered everywhere, Doctor picked a few books up and flicked through them but the information within them was hard to read. The writing on the pages seemed to have faded, Phil looked over a bookcase which was tightly packed. Much like the book Doctor picked up, the writing on the spines were faded and hard to read.
"How long do you think this place has been empty for?"
"A long time," Doctor answered, "It'd have to be an extremely long time considering the dust and the all round bad house keeping." He twiddled his fingers and picked up another book. Phil looked over at him and laughed quietly to herself, shaking her head she turned to another door. Reaching out and pulling it open she eyed up the cupboard.
There was a hoover, an ironing board, regular things which would be stored in a cupboard. Frowning Phil pushed some boxes away, "Doctor?"
"Yes Phil?"
"What's this?" She questioned while eyeing up the golden item in front of her, Doctor walked over and looked at it too. The item wasn't particularly large, it was sort of bullet shaped and about the size of a bag of sugar. Reaching down to pick it up Doctor frowned, "I take it it's not a good thing?"
He just looked at her and shook his head, "We have to leave Phil," Doctor said while walking out of the room, she jumped and ran after him. The two ran out of the flat and down the corridor, frowning and leaning to look over the balcony Phil jumped back and screamed when she soon became face to face with a Dalek.
"They can fly? They fly?" Phil ran faster and easily over took Doctor who frowned and ran quicker to catch up with her. Seemed when fear kicked in she not only rambled irrationally but also had the ability to run faster.
Skidding into the TARDIS Doctor threw the gold object at Phil, she easily caught it and ran up the stairs to latch onto one of the railings as he set the TARDIS into flight and away from the flats. After rocking about for a few minutes Phil let go of the railing and looked at the object in her hands. "What is it?" Doctor walked over to her and took the object from her hands, he looked from it to her and then back again. Phil just waited for him to answer, "Think of this as a time capsule. As a child did you ever have to make one in school?" Doctor questioned, Phil gave a nod. "Good! Well then you know what the purpose of a time capsule is, this is somewhat similar," he paused to run a hand through his hair. Phil walked down the stairs and took her jacket off. Straightening her jumper out she frowned.
"It's a time capsule?"
"No no no, I said it was somewhat similar to one, as in it serves the same purpose."
"Oh ok gotcha."
"There was only one of these left, so then how come there's now another?" Doctor asked, although Phil didn't feel compelled to answer he was clearly talking to himself. "Those sneaky little walking trash cans." Doctor shook a fist in the air which caused her to laugh. He jumped and looked over at her, he seemed to have forgotten she was there for a moment.
"Sorry," Phil put a hand over her mouth to try and still her laughing. Doctor just rolled his eyes and shook the item at her. "Ok so it's like a time capsule and there was one but now there's two. Where's the first one?"
"Oh it got used."
"Used? You can't use a time capsule."
"It's like one Phil! Why are your listening skills malfunctioning?"
"Sorry."
"It's a Progenitor," he looked up at her. "It has pure Dalek DNA in it."
"Wait a minute," Phil held up a hand. "The word cloning comes to mind."
"Indeed it is a piece of Dalek technology to design and create new Daleks. There used to be thousands of machines which existed like this back when those lot had an empire."
"What do we do with it?"
"Good question Phil!" Doctor threw it in the air and then caught it. "We can't give it back to them that'd just be silly. We can't keep it because I don't really want it on here or anywhere near me. In fact here," Doctor reached out and gave it to Phil. "You keep a hold of it, it gives me the heebie jeebies just holding it."
Phil looked at the Progenitor and then up at him, "Why me?" She whined her rhetorical question and shuffled after him out of the door. "So where are we going?"
"Back in there."
"With them?"
"Oh yes."
"Huh."
Doctor looked at her and then smiled, "We'll be alright, they won't kill us as long as we keep waving that around." He paused, "I hope."
"What?" Phil exclaimed, "You hope?" He gave a slow nod, "You're winging this aren't you?"
"Yup! And I'm dragging you with me." Doctor smiled and patted her on the head, Phil shook her head and tightened the grip she had on the golden object.