Doctor Who: BBC Past Doctor Adventures [052] - Amorality Tale by David Bishop

Author:David Bishop
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction - Doctor Who
ISBN: 9780563538509
Publisher: BBC Books
Published: 2002-04-06T22:00:00+00:00

Sunday, December 7, 1952

Father Simmons woke with a thumping headache. He felt like his insides had been removed, spun around several times and pulled back into his body. His whole being seemed to be dislocated, at odds with itself.

He opened his eyes and wondered if he had gone blind.

Darkness surrounded him, total and enveloping. He touched the floor beneath his feet but all around was nothingness, a void.

What was this place? Why had he been brought here? Then he remembered the room full of corpses and began to cry.

‘You were right, Doctor – there is a tragedy at work here. A murderous, foul tragedy being perpetrated against mankind.’ The darkness felt almost appropriate to the priest, now he thought about it. ‘I have been blind, just like the Doctor said. Blind to what’s been happening around me. Blind to everything but my own beliefs’. Simmons looked up into the darkness. ‘My Saviour, my Saviour – why have you forsaken me?’

‘We have not forsaken you.’

‘We have always been with you.’

‘We are you.’

The priest smiled, his tears forgotten. ‘I knew you could never desert me. I knew you would guide me in this hour of need.’

‘Why have you come to us?’

‘What do you seek?’

‘Why are you here?’

‘I’m sorry, Saviour, I don’t understand – where am I?’ Father Simmons looked around him but the darkness remained.

‘Let there be light.’

A dazzling brilliance engulfed the priest from above, blazing down on him. It was just as he remembered from that fateful night, six years earlier. He had been standing over the dying man when this same light found him. The Saviour had sought him out, chosen him at that moment.

The priest dropped to his knees in adoration, clasping his hands together to offer up a prayer of thanksgiving. ‘I worship you, my Saviour, I praise you. I worship you, my Saviour, I praise you. I am Xavier Simmons, your most faithful servant.’

‘We know who you are.’

‘Do you know who we are?’

‘Do you?’

Simmons was confused. ‘You are the Saviour. You speak with the voices of the Holy Trinity – three voices of the one true Saviour, indivisible and whole.’

The air became alive with crackling energy. The priest felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. It was happening again – just as it happened six years ago. He was going to be in the presence of the Saviour.

A glowing figure emerged from the light. It floated down through the air, coming to rest just out of the priest’s reach.

Father Simmons couldn’t bring himself to look at the figure, such was the brilliance surrounding it. He threw a hand in front of his eyes to shield them.

‘Look at us.’

‘Look around you.’

‘Look upon the face of your Saviour.’

The priest lowered his hand, forcing himself to look up at the glowing figure. As he watched the blaze of light around it grew fainter, allowing him to see the figure properly, to see the Saviour for the first time.

The face of the Saviour had a hundred eyes. The face of the Saviour had no mouth.

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