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April 17th, 2010

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11:37 pm - Part 2: Falling

Down and down Nyssa fell.

Either the vent was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.

She tried to look down and see what lay below, but it was too dark to see what she was coming to. Then she looked at the sides of the vent, and saw that it was lined with cupboards and mirrors and bookshelves and maps and pictures hanging on pegs.

She took a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled ‘FOR MY MALADY.’ She did not want to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past.

“Well,” thought Nyssa to herself. “After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tripping over and twisting my ankle. How brave they’ll think me.”

Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end?

“Perhaps I shall fall right through the TARDIS,” thought Nyssa, hoping that there was not a nuclear reactor or some other uncomfortable piece of technology situated at the bottom of the vent. Other things fell past her as she went, an astrakhan hat and a scarf on a hatstand, a recorder, a pot of plastic daffodils and a bag of jelly babies…

Presently some happy-looking little white creatures floated upwards past her, waving and burbling as they came. From their cheerful expressions, Nyssa concluded that there could be nothing too terrible at the bottom of the vent.

“I wonder if I shall come out the wrong way up?” she thought as she continued. “I should not like to spend all day standing on my head, as they do in the upside-down land that Tegan says she’s from.”

She felt that she was dozing off and had just begun to think that she was walking with Adric and asking him very earnestly “Now Adric, tell me the truth, did you nearly get eaten by a bat?” when suddenly thump! thump! down she came on a heap of hats, scarves, daffodils and revolutionary pamphlets, and the fall was over.

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