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first incident that comes to people's minds is the disappearance of the
Spanish fishing-trawler "Catalina" after it was chased from the waters
off Newfoundland by the Canadian warship "Leacock". Most notorious was
the loss with all hands of the 500,000 ton dead-weight oil-tanker "Juan
Valdez" off Cornwall - environmentalists were perplexed and dismayed to
find not so much as a single drip of crude with which to tarnish the
consciences of the world's motorists. The press soon coined the term
"Dulse Oblong", which suggested an area o maritime mystery in the North
Atlantic encompassing those areas in which people eat seaweed. However,
when a police box fell out of the sky and into the sea between Scotland
and Ireland, the mystery was close to being solved.
Agent Alfie
Leighton slipped on the bubbly weed that carpeted his cavern-home, wiped
the condensation from his "Joe 90" spectacles with a snotty-hanky,
munched on a cold pork-pie that he kept in the pocket of his raincoat,
and envied his comrade and rival, James Steed, who got the glamorous
jobs with fast cars and gorgeous girls, battling power-mad enemies, not
bleeding anemones. He stuffed the pie back in his coat and went back in
the cave. A humming noise in the air told him they were here. He reached
into a crevice in the scaly cavern wall and pulled out a telescopic
sight.
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a warping of space-time suggests an irregular gravitational field in
this area, grandfather,' said the girl with the pony tail and anorak.
'I fear you are
right, Susie.' replied the silver-haired scientists Dr. Who. Their
TARDIS had been plucked from the ninth-dimension and deposited in the
North Channel by a strange force. Safely washed ashore by the tide, they
had decided to explore this land in search of an explanation. 'Keep
peddling my dear. Phew.'
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Their mode of transport was a two-seater
tricycle the Doctor had acquired on the Isle of Wight in 1881. 'When we
reach the top of this hill, we'll get a better idea of where we are.'
The day was warm and sunny, and yet the going seemed to Susie to be getting lighter.
'Grandfather, do you think this is one of those magnetic hills? Maybe this is what effected the TARDIS?'
'Now, Susie, you
and I know that the so-called 'electric-hill' is an optical illusion,
but I do agree, my child, that less work seems to be required to ascend
this hill. Most strange.'
Strange indeed,
for as they approached the hump of the hill, a terrifying sight stepped
out from behind a boulder to confront them.
'Zarbi!' exclaimed Dr. Who. |
