Doctor Who - Big Finish
Previously on Doctor Who...
(Extracts from the the story "Neverland")
C: But wasn't Zagreus a character in a children's rhyme or something?
ED: Yes. "Zagreus sits inside your head, Zagreus lives among the dead..."
Vansell: "Zagreus sees you in your bed and eats you when you're sleeping"
Romana II: The Eye of Harmony created the universe of positive time, finite time. Gallifrey anchored the continuity of the universe. But just as matter has it's counterpart in anti-matter, just as every action has an equal and opposite reaction, then, by all the immutable laws of the universe, positive time, The Web Of Time must have it's shadow.
ED: Anti-Time, as intractable and destructive force to all causality as anti-matter is to space. Something that's no past, no present, no future. A perpetuity of meaningless chaos. And now with no beginning or end.
R: If the anti-time universe was real, Doctor, if it were an actual place, how do you suppose it might be accessed?
ED: I don't know. Some kind of gateway, a rip, a tear, a breach, a hole...
R: Go on.
ED: Charley?
Sentris: What is the Oubliette of Eternity, Madame President?  
R: A disused chamber deep in the heart of our largest off-world stations.
Sentris: Could you tell me, Madame President, what this chamber was used for?
R: Dispersal. A barbaric punishment, long since abolished.
Sentris: And where do you suppose did these dispersed people go?
R: Nowhere. I mean, they'd never existed. There was nowhere for them to go.
ED: Oh, but there was, Romana. Here! They came here. That makes sense, don't you see? At barrens of the dimensions beyond our reality where the usual rules don't apply.
R: You mean, all of you, all these thousands of you, once you were Gallifreyans, Time Lords even?
Sentris: Vanished from existence at the behest of the C.I.A. 
ED: There's no such thing as Zagreus. There never was.
R: No such... is this true?
Sentris: Ah, the legend of Zagreus. What a fabulous invention, a marvelous conceit, whispered in the ears of the gullible on a hundred worlds, in a thousand different eras. An enticement. And you, Madame President, have been well and truly snared.
           Rassilon: ...for Zagreus waits at the end of the world...
ED: What are you planning, Sentris? You and your people?
Sentris: Anti-time cannot pass the transduction barriers which separate Gallifreyan continuity from the remain of space-time. Your temporal locks are too strong.
R: Not a single atom can arrive on Gallifrey without authorisation. That's true, but...
ED: ...but the Presidential vessel, especially the one carrying the Head of the Celestial Intervention Agency...
R: They gave no warning of its arrival. 
Its signature will guarantee its conveyance automatically. What is in that casket? Tell me!
ED: Well, I think we could make a pretty good guess, don't you? How about "a critical mass of raw and ravenous anti-time"?
Charley: It's me, isn't it, Doctor? Everything depends on me. So long as I'm alive, the breach in space-time has coordinates, and that is how they travel through. But if those coordinates weren't there, well, they'd all be stuck in this reality, wouldn't they?
ED: Charley, Charley, Cha... don't even think it.
           Rassilon: ...and Zagreus IS the end of the world...
C: I know, it's an awful, terrible thing, but I want you to do it. Oh, Doctor, please, do it, before it's too late!
ED: Charley, I can't. You're my friend and I love you. I can't look you in the eye and shoot you, no matter what.
          Rassilon: ...his time is the end of Time...
ED: TARDIS calling time station, TARDIS calling time station! Sentris, can you hear me?
Sentris: Doctor!
ED: It's that man again, Sentris. As you have observed, I materialized my TARDIS around the time station. Yes, it's terribly tricky and no, it's really not a good idea, yet she's bursting at the seams. But you didn't leave me any choice.
COMPUTER: sequence completed at point three zero micro spans.
ED:  point three zero micro spans, oh dear! It will take longer than that to upload the self-destruct.
Sentris: Doctor, if the time station detonates inside your TARDIS, both you and it will be utterly annihilated.
ED: Ah, Sentris, this TARDIS is toter zone which you contained the material inside your casket. And airs long enough for Time Lords to deal with it, 
and Charley, wherever she is, will stabilise and should be safe too. So you see, there's only me to consider. And it's the price I pay to save all the history, to save my friend. Well, I had one of my lives, I can't complain. 
COMPUTER: Sequence complete.
Sentris: No, nooooo!
R: You? An old man eternally sad and infinitely wise. The Doctor said he'd seen you in the Matrix, my Lord.
Rassilon: Ah, The Doctor. A favourite son. He saved his friend, whatever the cost. But the price he paid was pelb indeed. 
R: And Miss Pollard, Charley, lived?
Rassilon: She did. And the breach was sealed for the last time. She was reconstituted in the Doctor's TARDIS. The paradox of her survival resolved forever.
Charley: Doctor! Doctor, it is you! Is this the TARDIS? I mean, what happened? It's all been like a dream. I found myself here, when I was last at the time station with those awful Neverpeople.
ED: I said, keep away!
Charley: Doctor, what's wrong? Have you been injured or something?
ED: Injured? No. I've not been injured. This TARDIS contained all of the time station when it exploded, the ship was filled with bursting, with a great mass of fiercest fizzing energy.
Charley: What, anti-time?
ED: Cruel term for such a matter of life. And death. But now that the breach is resolved, now that the problem of you is resolved, all that remains is that stuff where this whole reality is held. Here.
Charley: What, in the TARDIS?
ED: *laughs* No, in HERE...
           Rassilon: ...and his moment Time's undoing.
Charley: You're scaring me now. Stop it, Doctor, please.
ED: Doctor, Doctor...We hold the last vestiges of the most awesome ever imagined, imagined! Yes, how much better if I should take my title form the work of imagination,



DOCTOR: You've betrayed me! You betrayed all that I gave up for you. And I can't forgive you that. Not yet. I... Well, I'm not sure I can ever forgive you that.


CHARLEY: But if you love me, then you understand why I had to come with you. Why I couldn't be left behind. Because I love you too. I need you. I couldn't go on without you.


DOCTOR: I shouldn't have let you love me. It's killed you.




DOCTOR: I've murdered you.


CHARLEY: No, no! Whatever has happened is better this way.


DOCTOR: Your love for me has killed you, just as mine for you has killed me. What was the point of all that love? What was it for?


CHARLEY: Doctor, no. Don't be angry with me.


DOCTOR: I never wanted to see you again. You understand?


CHARLEY: Yes, I understand.

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By Robert Shearman




The Tale Of The Foolish King: Part I

Once upon a time, in a land not too dissimilar to ours, there lived a king, and he was a good king in an age when good was something of an unfashionable rarity. He was very, very wise and very, very powerful, but he was also very, very old, and he realised that for all his great wisdom and his great power, he would soon have to leave his kingdom once and for all, and make the journey to the outside world of infinite darkness. And so, on the eve of his departure, when his physicians had finished all their head shaking, and his wives had wrung as many tears from their eyes as they could, he called his son and heir to his side.

“Everything you see is yours to command,” he said. “But be advised that better slaves are those who still believe they taste some freedom. Play the tyrant, but you must inspire love as well as fear.”

Yet the son cared not for his words, and when the corpse had been dispatched, with much pomp and fireworks, to the darker realms outside, the new king resolved to stretch the limits of his authority. He gathered all the people before him and told them that their every thought must match his thought. No will should exist save his will, and people being people, they agreed. Those that didn’t vanished in the night, and their families soon learned to pretend that they had never existed, but still the king was not content. So, he instructed the animals in his kingdom that they must now obey his commands. Horses should bark, dogs should mew, fish should fly from tree to tree exactly as he desired, and animals being animals, they agreed. Some of the pigs had to be culled, but no one minded because they tasted so lip-smackingly good, and the cats had to go because no one can tell a cat anything. But soon the people and the animals lived in perfect harmony. Their lives precise expressions of the whims of their lord.

~End Intro~

Part I

Charley: Oh, no… Doctor! Doctor, where are you?
Are you in there?
The door…can’t…
Doctor, please!
Something’s wrong with the TARDIS!
Everything’s wrong with the TARDIS, quite probably… Doctor! The door’s jammed, I couldn’t get in!
The Doctor: The door isn’t jammed.

CHARLEY: Doctor!

The Doctor: You can’t open the door because there’s nothing behind it anymore, you see?
There’s nothing there.

CHARLEY: What are you doing on the floor?
Are you hurt? I didn’t see you down there.

DOCTOR: Of course, you didn’t. That was the idea. I’m hiding.

CHARLEY: Oh, I see.

DOCTOR: Get down behind the console with me, so you can hide too.

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