Doctor Who: BBC Eighth Doctor Adventures [061] - The Infinity Race by Simon Messingham

Author:Simon Messingham
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction - Doctor Who
ISBN: 9780563538639
Publisher: BBC Books
Published: 2002-10-31T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Now folks, you may be thinking that to get caught on a doomed yacht once might be unlucky. To do it twice, well I’ll forgive you if you consider that stupid. All I can say is, maybe I walked into the first one but with the fate of the Bronstein the whole process was completely against my will.

Not nice to spend one’s day under the sentence of death. Even worse, they made me work as well! The cheek.

There I was, poor old hard-done-by Fitz, down in the hold, chains wrapped around my ankles, pumping out filthy water and scraping up god knows what effluent that managed to stick itself to the floor. Labouring under the knowledge that these nuts could waste me when the wind changed and they felt the urge.

That black-eyed Valeria kept popping down every now and then to keep my morale up with taunts about the various methods she was going to employ to do away with me. I called her boring but she just found that funny.

I’m not a violent man (stop laughing at the back) but I really was looking forward to some chance I might get to clang her with my rusty shovel. If it hadn’t been for the knowledge that she was waiting for me to try that very thing, as well as the gun she kept handy, I would have done it too.

No, there didn’t seem much of a way out for old Fitz. My life depended on Bloom, whom I never saw, and there was nothing I could do about it. I could hardly escape, could I?

The yacht was functional but not luxurious. It was certainly fast. We bumped and jumped along; more than once I was bundled over by some particularly vigorous manoeuvre. Half-starved and tired, I could feel the old despair start to bite. There had to be a way out, there had to be. If only I could find it.

I reckon I was down there for two days, down in the stinking bowels of that boat, scraping and pumping. After which time I was reduced to praying the Doctor would come and rescue me. Assuming he could work out where I was of course. My hopes were not high.

When they finally came for me, I was sure it was all up. First of all, the noise of the engine altered. I heard running, some shouting. Then the lights went out. Total blackness. Memories of the last yacht came winding their way back.

I didn’t think it would be long before something came looking for me. I found myself shivering. If something did come, I was hardly in a state to fight it off.

I was almost relieved when what opened the hatch door turned out to be human. A group of three, Valeria in the lead. She was a funny one.

Compared to the rest of the crew, grey slabs of faces the lot of them, she looked like an angel; but whatever lurked in her head was far from beatific.

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