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Caan exited the time vortex with a lurch, the face of the Oncoming Storm still burned into their mind. What was this disgusting human body doing? Trembling, gasping, breaking out in cold sweat...
No. They weren’t afraid of the Doctor. They were Dalek; they feared nothing.
They stumbled out of their casing and immediately crumpled to the ground. Curse these weak human legs. This entire experiment had been a mistake. If only they had realised Sec’s heresy sooner---
They weren’t alone.
“Human female,” they rasped. Before, they could speak with a thought; now they had to contort these primitive vocal cords. Sec couldn’t have been more wrong: Everything about this species was inferior. “Identify planet and temporal orientation, immediately.” Their Dalek accent dragged out the last word and twisted the final syllable into a panicked lilt. “Explain! Explain!”