 he hover car stopped and two men stepped out: one, a tall man, wearing standard Galac-Fed uniform, had a name tag clipped to his top. The name 'Kleinarr' was punched into the plastic as was several alien figures as well as the Galac-Fed symbol. The second man, also tall but slightly podgier wore a similar uniform, but a name tag was not in evidence.
Both of them gave Peri the creeps as she and the Doctor slowed their mid-morning jog and stood by the car. The Doctor smiled and broke the silence:
'Good morning, gentlemen, can I be of any service to you?' The Doctor looked hopefully from one to the other and said, 'Oh do forgive me - I'm the Doctor and this is my assistant, Peri.'
Peri noticed that on the mention of the Doctor's name, the one called Kleinarr stiffened and what may be described as a smile spread over his face.
'We monitored your arrival,' Kleinarr said, 'and yes, we would be grateful for your help. My name is Kleinarr and this is my assistant, Garrisonne. As you can tell from our uniforms, we are Galactic Federal Officers. Our ship crashed several days ago and all we have is this hovercar. We are on the trail of a war criminal, an escapee from the Napos penal colony. Our instruments went hay-wire and we got thrown forwards in time and crashed here. As far as we can make out, we are in the eighty-fifth century.'
The Doctor nodded vigorously. 'Yes,' he replied, 'that sounds about right. Where do you want to go and in what period?'
Garrisonne replied as Kleinarr vanished into the hover car. 'Twentieth century - on the planet Earth.'
The Doctor stood still as a wave of shock washed over him. 'A war criminal? On twentieth century Earth? These men obviously want a lift to Earth,' thought the Doctor, 'and the sooner the better. Can't have war criminals running around on ones second favourite planet, can one?'
The Doctor turned back to Garrisonne and said, 'I presume you want a lift?'
Kleinarr emerged and replied, 'Yes please, Doctor. Our instruments told us you were in possession of a TARDIS. Your help will be a great help to the Galac-Fed.'
The Doctor turned and started walking back to up the TARDIS. 'If you want a lift, the TARDIS is waiting.' he called over his shoulder. Peri, until then ignored, ran up to the Doctor.
'Are you crazy?' she said, 'There is something spooky about those two!' The Doctor turned to her.
'I can't take the risk, especially not when the Earth maybe in danger.' He entered the TARDIS, Peri on his heels.
Meanwhile, at the hover car, Kleinarr and Garrisonne's actions would have been enough to confirm Peri's fears. Kleinarr was putting a thermo detonator in his pocket and Garrisonne was loading a small, yet powerful gun. Their mission would not fail.
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 arry Solem's hand bled. It bled a lot. But then, wouldn't yours if you had just punched your fist through a glass display case? The pain didn't register in Harry's mind as his hand pushed away shards of glass from the inert figures he had made. He lifted the light weight figures from the remnants of his case and propped them up against his work bench.
All four of them had blank faces and wore rudimentary clothes and each one of them was slightly moving. Harry was working with his fibreglass resin - he had another two figures to make before the night was out.
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 ather surprisingly Peri thought, Kleinarr and Garrisonne hadn't commented on the size of the TARDIS on the inside. But who cared? She hadn't managed to dissuade the Doctor from giving these two weirdoes a lift, so she just had to grin and bear it.
'Has either of you two gents got the necessary co-ordinates?' the Doctor queried as he set the TARDIS in hover mode over Plarrion. Garrisonne reached into his tunic and produced a plastic wallet, from which he withdrew a sheet of crumpled paper.
The Doctor then punched in the co-ordinates for Earth, followed by the co-ordinates the Galac-Fed Officer had given him. Five minutes later, the TARDIS materialised in the middle of Dunne Wood.
The TARDIS doors swung open inwards and the Doctor strode out, followed by Peri and the two Officers. Peri saw her chance and walked up to the Doctor. Keeping her voice to a minimum she whispered, 'Look at Garrisonne's face!'
The Doctor, cautiously pretending to look for owls in the wood, swept his field of vision over the Officer's face. Peri was right. His face seemed distorted, twisted, as though it was working its way loose. The Doctor turned to Garrisonne and said, 'Something wrong with your face, old chap?' Then, in one lightening movement, he flung his hand out and pulled Garrisonne's face completely off, revealing a smooth mannequins head.
'Autons!' the Doctor declared and then shouted, 'Run!'
Both the Doctor and Peri started to run only to come face to face with a line of figures built by Harry Solem. Each of the figures had blank faces and in unison the right hand dropped to reveal short, stubby blasters all pointing in their direction. The Doctor and Peri raised their hands and made their way back towards the TARDIS.
 
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