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The TARDIS screeched into life atop a bright orange cliff overlooking a reflective teal lake. As the door opened, two figures emerged: one a blond man whose coat made him look like a circus performer and a woman dressed in bright pastels with a head of fiery red hair. 

"Dorallan!" the blond announced, rather dramatically "Mel, my dear, did I not promise you a bit of relaxation?"

"Yes Doctor, it looks very nice" the woman responded "Though it might've been better had you not parked us on a cliff. In the short time I've been with you, your navigating skills leave a bit to be desired." 

"Nonsense!" he cried. "My navigating skills are wonderful. At least, according to Amelia Earhart,"

At that, his companion chuckled. "Now you're showing off!" 

The Doctor took Mel's hand. "Well, come on then.  The last time I was here, there was a marvellous inn where they had a delightful breakfast. Shall we go?"

As the duo left their travel capsule in search of breakfast, Mel couldn't help but notice something in the air- a noise like an electronic hum, low but growing rather egregious the farther they went. 

Yes things had changed on this world
Since the Doctor came before
And terrible electric creatures
Were indeed what was in store...