Doctor Who_ Wolfsbane - Jac Rayner [95]
„And she told me that the only way to make a human into a werewolf through the bite was if you wanted them to change...‟
„And Harry Sullivan has a bite wound on his neck.‟
Sarah flung up her arms in panic. “What do we do? It‟s Harry!‟
„I worked out how to force the change,‟ said the Doctor. „And how to reverse it again. Now I need to find out how to reverse it for good.‟
On a dull day in October 1938, Ernest Trelawny was walking down Shaftsbury Avenue, making his way back to Waterloo station. He had not been happy in his most recent place, the one he had had for the last two years or so, since the death of Lady Hester Stanton. His current employers had young children, and did not believe in Discipline. Trelawny longed for a quiet situation - an elderly couple, perhaps, or a contented bachelor. Certainly nothing with murders, werewolves or children, even if it meant leaving his native Somerset. The young gentleman at the agency had been very encouraging, quite sure he could find a suitable post within days, one where Trelawny would be happy.
Trelawny turned off down a sidestreet, planning to cut through to the Charing Cross Road. He was wondering whether he had time to stop off at a picture theatre to see a newsreel, when a man burst out in front of him through the door of a bookshop, and made him stop in his tracks - a very strange looking man, with an oversized top hat stuck on his brown curls, a thin moustache, and most bizarrely of all, an eyepatch. „Hello reality, you are cleared to land!‟ the man yelled.
With the typical Englishman‟s hatred of a scene, Trelawny put his head down and tried to avoid looking at the eccentric gentleman. It was only after the man had slammed the bookshop door and hurried off down the road that Trelawny‟s memory stirred. It was the voice that did it, a soft, cultured but excitable voice, with the faintest touch of the north country. Surely... yes, surely, under the hat and the moustache and the eyepatch, that had been the Doctor, that rather eccentric young man from the village who had been involved in all that unpleasant business two years ago. He turned to look over his shoulder, but even if it had been the Doctor, he was long gone by now. But it was the sort of peculiar thing that the Doctor would say; something about reality. Trelawny wondered briefly what he could possibly have meant. But if he didn‟t hurry he definitely would not have time to catch a newsreel, and soon the incident had gone from his mind.
But reality was now cleared to land, as the Doctor had said. And so it landed. There had been hundreds, thousands, millions upon millions of separate universes, separate realities, and now there was only one, and it was the real thing. Which meant that the story now only had one ending.
But the Doctor, the 1938 Doctor who barely remembered his decades-ago adventure in 1936 with Harry Sullivan, a werewolf, and the Holy Grail, would probably never find out which one it was.
Document Outline
Front Cover
Back Cover
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
Table of 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