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tumbling into the dark vortex. The single atom of Goibhnie’s aborted experiments fell towards the TARDIS's biomechanical core like a moth drawn to a lamp in Central Park at midnight. The cat's happy purring stopped but, engrossed with the lights and dials of the console, the Doctor failed to notice.

The last part of the protoplasm joined the waving mass under the time column which then sank down into place. The lights of the console flickered for a moment and then shone brightly.

'The TARDIS is just running a few tests of the systems circuitry, checking that the link-up is stable.'

Ace felt a warm glow in her being as the telepathic field of the TARDIS reached out to enclose her -

she'd hardly noticed its absence before, but its presence was reassuringly like contact with Bat. The cat's body had vanished completely now.

'No, Professor, what's happening to the cat?'

'The TARDIS is very nearly restored to full functioning. The organic microcircuitry, the link with the Eye of Harmony all repaired.'

Only the cat's teeth were visible. A shaft of light sparkled on the long canines. In a final movement the mouth opened wide; Ace sensed that it was somehow trying to yowl a warning but lacking a throat, no sound emerged.

'Professor! The cat!'

'The TARDIS's survival circuits are still linked up to the block transfer system, still image-coding the cat,’ the Doctor told her as he leant over the console. Ace realized that he hadn't seen and, for now, thought it best not to worry him. 'That is the only part of the functioning that needs to be restored -

turned over to normal systems.' He reached out and flicked a switch. 'And it is done.' The teeth vanished abruptly.

'But, Doctor, the cat, what's happened to it?'

The Doctor ran his fingers lightly over the console of his restored TARDIS. The TARDIS ran her console over the fingers of her restored Doctor. Deep in the heart of the block transfer matrix, the last remnants of the calculation which had been the cat were frozen in eternity in a mathematical cat's cradle

- just in case they ever needed to be recalled.

'Don't worry about the cat,' the Doctor reassured her, seeing the still-concerned expression on her face. He patted the console fondly. 'She's gone to a good home.'

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Table of Contents

Contents

Prologue

Arrivals

Strange Beasts

Missing Persons

An Unexpected Party

A Journey in the Dark

Unwelcome Visitors

Three Is Company

Rissole Time

Many Meetings

Corn Circles

Fire and Water

The Land of Shadow

There ...

Altered Flesh

... And Back Again