materialisation of
the TARDIS.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
here
were three citizens who had made it to the bunker alive. Their names
were Kathy, Scarlet, and Johanna, they were survivors of the Thal race.
All of the same family, and each wore exactly the same military style
uniforms, covered in dust, and cuts made from stray shrapnel which had
dug into their flesh and continued to bleed. The planet had been swollen
up by the mist and the dust, and the sun had been bled also, draining
the lives of thousands on the planet. Skaro had fallen under the rubble
and the chaos.
Johanna
knocked on the metal block, which looked genuinely new, under the
circumstances. The metal block that Johanna had thought was the door
slowly rose into the air which revealed inside some steps leading down
into the ground. She slowly led the way, Kathy slipping in after her, as
did Scarlet who covered Kathy’s back keeping an eye out for trouble.
There
were no lights, and no sign of life. Kathy let out a slight scream upon
hearing the bulk of the metal block behind them shut, and they all
suddenly felt very worried and unsure of themselves in the dim light of
the bunker.
'I knew we should have stayed in the city!' said Kathy, worriedly.
'What
good would that have done any of us?' asked Johanna, starring into the
face of her daughters, both teenagers and were both still mildly upset
with their mother’s determination.
Scarlet
looked her mother straight in the eyes, as a tear ran down her cheek.
"We should have thought long and hard before we set foot here!" she
said, turning to avoid her mother’s explanation.
'We came here so we all had a chance. I want us all to be safe. If only I could say the same for your brother!'
Kathy
almost broke down with anger. 'Leave him out of it. It was entirely his
own fault. If he had left that package on the out skirts of the city
alone, then maybe he would have still be alive too!'
Johanna showed no response to Kathy's outburst but cut her a sharp look.
'I hate you!' said Scarlet, to her mother, and Johanna wept in silence.