"Next Steps" - Part Six
Part Six The laughter faded. Zeeva didn’t move. Her sonic screwdriver remained aimed toward the darkness beyond the console room, its sapphire tip casting a narrow glow along the empty corridor. Finn stayed close behind her. Bunsen and Beaker stood several feet away, watching the instruments. Nobody spoke. Then— THUMP! Finn jumped. Zeeva immediately reached one arm behind herself, gently keeping him from moving any farther forward. “Stay with me,” she whispered. “You don’t have to tell me twice,” Finn whispered back. From somewhere inside the TARDIS, the voice came again. “ You can’t keep him forever. ” Zeeva’s jaw tightened. “Don’t need forever.” She slowly swept the sonic screwdriver through the air. “Just longer than you.” The device chirped. Zeeva frowned. Nothing. No life signs. No spatial displacement. No dimensional breach. Nothing that should’ve explained how another intelligence was speaking from inside her ship. Bunsen suddenly leaned toward one of the monitors. “Curious.” Z...