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‘APPARENTLY THE THIGH BONE HAD BEEN BITTEN

CLEAN THROUGH – WITH ONE SNAP OF THE TEETH.’

‘THERE ISN’T A CREATURE ON EARTH CAPABLE OF

DOING THAT!’.

After a skirmish with an alien warrior in the Middle Ages, Sarah Jane Smith’s life as a journalist in Croydon seems rather tame. She decides to track down the enigmatic character who took her back in time; with the Doctor, a good story is never far away. Her intuition pays off.

The Doctor and UNIT are called to investigate a grisly murder at Space World, a futuristic new theme park.

Tagging along, Sarah and her new colleague Jeremy soon find themselves facing huge crab-like creatures, mind-controlling devices and vicious flesh-eating beetles. And those are just the attractions…

This in an adaptation by Barry Letts of his own radio play, in which Jon Pertwee, Elisabeth Shaden and Nicholas Courtney reprised their roles as the Doctor, Sarah, and Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. Barry Letts is the writer of several of the scripts for the TV series, and was producer of the show from 1970 to 1974.

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SCIENCE FICTION/TV TIE-IN

DOCTOR WHO

THE PARADISE OF

DEATH

Based on the BBC radio series by Barry Letts by arrangement with BBC Books, a division of BBC

Enterprises Ltd

BARRY LETTS

Number 156 in the

Target Doctor Who Library

First published in Great Britain in 1994 by Doctor Who Books

an imprint of Virgin Publishing Ltd

332 Ladbroke Grove

London W10 SAE

Original script copyright © Barry Letts 1993

Novelisation copyright © Barry Letts 1994

‘Doctor Who’ series copyright © British Broadcasting Corporation 1994

The BBC producer of The Paradise of Death was Phil Clarke The part of the Doctor was played by Jon Pertwee ISBN 0 426 20413 1

Typeset by Intype, London

Printed and bound in Great Britain by

Cox & Wyman Ltd, Reading, Berks

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

CONTENTS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter One

A well-rounded hand daintily selected a violet-flavoured chocolate cream as smooth and as plump as itself and conveyed it carefully to a pair of voluptuously cushioned lips. A sigh was mingled with a slight smacking sound as the confection met its end.

‘How much longer, Tragan?’

‘Nearly there, Chairman Freeth.’

The great figure pulled itself to its feet and stretched two arms like balloons about to burst.

‘I find these flights increasingly tedious, the older I get,’

he said petulantly.

Tragan’s expressionless, pale eyes stared back at him.

‘Don’t forget the commercial,’ he said.

Freeth glanced at the time. He spoke sharply. ‘Turn it on then.’

Unhurried, Tragan moved to a small control panel and pressed a switch. Half-smiling tones flooded the small saloon: ‘... all that and more from yours truly and many other fabulous guests – after the break!’ A synthesized burst of sci-fi music took over, only to retreat before a torrent of pseudo-urgent words: ‘Feeling like nothing on earth? Come to SPACE WORLD and fly to the moon!’

‘I nearly missed

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