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// CHAPTER 5: The Confession 
// Story: Doctor Who: Issue 1: The New World 
// by Squibdude98 
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"So what can we do.".

"Well a lot. If you want a suicide mission.".

"This is no time for jokes Doctor!". Thats another problem with him. He always jokes around when people are in danger.

"Sorry, we should get going.".

"NO, YOU HAVE BEEN ACTING LIKE A JERK FOR THE ENTIRE TIME NOW.".

"Derpy.".

"DON'T ACT SO INNOCENT! I NEED A EXPLANATION!".

"It's because.........

"BECAUSE WHAT!".

'BECAUSE I'M AFRAID OF HURTING YOU!".

"That doesn't explain anything.".

"Yes it does. I've been on edge lately. Worrying about protecting you. Making sure you don't die because of me.".

"Right, that doesn't make sense.".

"Why does everything have to make sense?".

"Well......

"I'm sorry ok. Lets get through this first. Then we can talk later.".

"Ok.".

"Then ALLONS-Y!". He pressed a few buttons, pulled a blue lever, made a peanut butter sandwich with another button, and then we were off. Surfing through space and time at high speed. I almost fell over. He still hates to use the Stabilizers and even the brakes. He refers to them as blue boringers, and of coarse on impact we crashed to the ground.

"Well, at least with the blue boringers on we don't crash to the ground.".

"Hey, do you want to fly this thing next time.".

"Well, when I do it we'll getthere without crashing.".

"A good landing is one you can walk away from.".

"A good landing is one were you don't land on you'r face. Were are we anyway.".

"The den of the Vashta Narada. They travel in groups and they like to sleep in these dark caves so they can find easy pray.".

"So why are we here?".

"We're the easy pray.".