The Doctor heard a gun blast outside and he sat up straight in the bed.
What was going on?
No. No, it didn't matter, the nihilistic part of him said. It didn't matter, because all hope was lost. Perhaps the Master found the TARDIS. Perhaps the Doctor could just end it now. He looked over to the side table. He knew there was a gun in there, for the Valeyard's protection. One solid blast to the temple would do the trick. He reached over to the side table and pulled it open. He curled his fingers around the weapon.
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Date: 2011-12-23 04:56 am (UTC)What was going on?
No. No, it didn't matter, the nihilistic part of him said. It didn't matter, because all hope was lost. Perhaps the Master found the TARDIS. Perhaps the Doctor could just end it now. He looked over to the side table. He knew there was a gun in there, for the Valeyard's protection. One solid blast to the temple would do the trick. He reached over to the side table and pulled it open. He curled his fingers around the weapon.