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[celestial_mongoose]

Books.

Not. A single. One.

Anything beyond reference is so scarce, so rare... What sort of place is this that it has no books? No novels to enrich the mind?

Not even a bible.

Oh Lord grant me mercy.

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[celestial_mongoose]

Is that a fact?

Oh. Oh what I would give to be able to touch a first edition Shelley, or a bible again. I find myself surprisingly lacking.

[icanbuyafez]

Where are you? I'll swing round.

[celestial_mongoose]

Well, I seem to be just out of the place I've arrive from, which is to say, that I have only just exited the building with the strange doctors and such, who tell me that my whole existence has been a lie.

I believe this is the orientation building. Or... travel agency, or some rot.

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[icanbuyafez]

On my way.

And indeed he is, as the TARDIS materializes in front of him not fifteen seconds later.

The door opens, and the Doctor saunters out.

"Hello! Nice to meet you. I'm the Doctor!"