Despair had been trying to ensnare her nemesis for aeons. Now she had hit on the perfect plan. A quick manipulation of a backwards little planet (whose inhabitants were far too up themselves for her liking) and the plan was in place. How ironic — that the bringer of hope would trap himself in her realm by his own hand…
Through the mirror, she watched.
With delight, she saw him raise the two wires, bring them closer together and…
The Doctor stopped. “Do I have that right?”
Blast. She nearly had him in her realm, and now the moment was passed.
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