The Colony Hospital - Doctor Who
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randomsushiThe Doctor and Zoe get Jamie to a hospital on the planet Ghiaccio Quattro and uncover an alien plot to control the people using flu. Follows on from The Prison Beneath The Sea.
In another part of the hospital, another technician was gazing at a computer screen in amazement. On it, a 3-D, multicoloured double helix spun slowly round. Occasionally, segments of it would light up and separate, moving to the left hand side of the screen. It was these segments that had filled him with marvel. He beckoned towards another technician who was sat on the other side of the room in front of a similar computer screen. “Harry, come look at this!”
Harry, a small man of oriental appearance, sighed and walked over. “What it is, Don? I’m busy.”
Don poked one of the highlighted DNA segments. “Check this out!” he said excitedly. “What d’you make of that?”
Harry squinted. “Well obviously it’s… what the hell is that?”
“It’s a gene for green eyes,” Don said proudly.
“You’re joking.”
“Nope.” Don shook his head. “I had to go back to the twenty-eighth century to find it, but that’s definitely it. And look at this one.” He touched another segment, which moved to the centre of the screen and enlarged. “Believe it or not, but that’s an inactive gene for colour blindness.”
“Seriously?” Intrigued, Harry pulled up a chair. “Where’s this DNA from?”
“A new patient, brought in yesterday,” the other technician told him. “Someone called James McCrimmin or something. The bloodwork is just… bizarre. I had a nurse draw it three times. Then I went and got it myself. The guy wasn’t pleased. And if you think that’s odd, take a look at his internal organs.” He touched the screen and the double helix vanished. A 3-D view of the human body appeared on screen. Don zoomed in and pointed to the intestines. “See that?”
“What is it?”
“It’s called an app-un-dicks,” Don said slowly. “They were engineered out of the body in the middle of the twenty-third century. It doesn’t do anything. It shouldn’t BE there.”
“Where did this guy come from?” Harry wondered aloud.
Don shrugged. “Maybe he was frozen in a mountain for two thousand years?”
“He is a time traveller.”
The monotonous voice made the two technicians jump. They spun around and faced the metallic, humanoid figure behind them. “This boy is known to us.”
“Oh that’s good, because he’s not known to Earth Control,” Don said, regaining his composure. “Time traveller, you say?”
“Yes. He travels with an older man called the Doctor. He is a dangerous man.”
“Most doctor’s are,” Harry muttered. “Laser-scalpel wielding maniacs.” Don stifled a laugh.
The metallic figure ignored them. “Give me audio.”
Don reached forward and flicked a switch. The room suddenly filled with voices. “It’s Emmerdale,” he said after a few seconds. “Channel seventy-four twelve. He’s watching telly.”
“Is he alone?”
The technician listened for a few more seconds. “There doesn’t appear to be any other audio in the room. He’s still in the hospital, I can check on camera if you like.”
“Do it.”
Don pressed a few buttons on a thin board and a grid of pictures appeared on screen. He clicked one and the picture filled the screen. “Here he is. He’s alone, all right. Well, visiting hours aren’t for another half hour though-“
“Activate one of the duty nurses and bring him here. We must question him.”
===
Down in the lab, the conversation had moved on to chow livers. Reg was showing the Doctor a slide under the microscope and explaining how he was trying to create a flu vaccine by infecting chows with flu. So far all he’d gotten were chows with sore throats.
In the meantime, Zoe was exploring the lab with interest, her logical mind intrigued by all the equipment on display. It made the scientific equipment on the Wheel look as technical as rocks and slings. She found herself wondering if she really could return to the Wheel after seeing all this futuristic equipment that wouldn’t even be developed in her lifetime. Then she wondered what it must be like for Jamie. After all, back in his time, they hadn’t even invented airplanes, let alone microfibre touch-screen monitors.
She wandered around a corner and found herself in front of a large window that looked into an empty, sterile room. Her photographic memory had memorised the hospital layout and she quickly realised that she was looking into the morgue next door.
While she looked, a male nurse suddenly appeared, pulling along a hospital bed. He stopped in front of the window and stepped away, allowing her a clear view of the patients face.
Jamie.
In another part of the hospital, another technician was gazing at a computer screen in amazement. On it, a 3-D, multicoloured double helix spun slowly round. Occasionally, segments of it would light up and separate, moving to the left hand side of the screen. It was these segments that had filled him with marvel. He beckoned towards another technician who was sat on the other side of the room in front of a similar computer screen. “Harry, come look at this!”
Harry, a small man of oriental appearance, sighed and walked over. “What it is, Don? I’m busy.”
Don poked one of the highlighted DNA segments. “Check this out!” he said excitedly. “What d’you make of that?”
Harry squinted. “Well obviously it’s… what the hell is that?”
“It’s a gene for green eyes,” Don said proudly.
“You’re joking.”
“Nope.” Don shook his head. “I had to go back to the twenty-eighth century to find it, but that’s definitely it. And look at this one.” He touched another segment, which moved to the centre of the screen and enlarged. “Believe it or not, but that’s an inactive gene for colour blindness.”
“Seriously?” Intrigued, Harry pulled up a chair. “Where’s this DNA from?”
“A new patient, brought in yesterday,” the other technician told him. “Someone called James McCrimmin or something. The bloodwork is just… bizarre. I had a nurse draw it three times. Then I went and got it myself. The guy wasn’t pleased. And if you think that’s odd, take a look at his internal organs.” He touched the screen and the double helix vanished. A 3-D view of the human body appeared on screen. Don zoomed in and pointed to the intestines. “See that?”
“What is it?”
“It’s called an app-un-dicks,” Don said slowly. “They were engineered out of the body in the middle of the twenty-third century. It doesn’t do anything. It shouldn’t BE there.”
“Where did this guy come from?” Harry wondered aloud.
Don shrugged. “Maybe he was frozen in a mountain for two thousand years?”
“He is a time traveller.”
The monotonous voice made the two technicians jump. They spun around and faced the metallic, humanoid figure behind them. “This boy is known to us.”
“Oh that’s good, because he’s not known to Earth Control,” Don said, regaining his composure. “Time traveller, you say?”
“Yes. He travels with an older man called the Doctor. He is a dangerous man.”
“Most doctor’s are,” Harry muttered. “Laser-scalpel wielding maniacs.” Don stifled a laugh.
The metallic figure ignored them. “Give me audio.”
Don reached forward and flicked a switch. The room suddenly filled with voices. “It’s Emmerdale,” he said after a few seconds. “Channel seventy-four twelve. He’s watching telly.”
“Is he alone?”
The technician listened for a few more seconds. “There doesn’t appear to be any other audio in the room. He’s still in the hospital, I can check on camera if you like.”
“Do it.”
Don pressed a few buttons on a thin board and a grid of pictures appeared on screen. He clicked one and the picture filled the screen. “Here he is. He’s alone, all right. Well, visiting hours aren’t for another half hour though-“
“Activate one of the duty nurses and bring him here. We must question him.”
===
Down in the lab, the conversation had moved on to chow livers. Reg was showing the Doctor a slide under the microscope and explaining how he was trying to create a flu vaccine by infecting chows with flu. So far all he’d gotten were chows with sore throats.
In the meantime, Zoe was exploring the lab with interest, her logical mind intrigued by all the equipment on display. It made the scientific equipment on the Wheel look as technical as rocks and slings. She found herself wondering if she really could return to the Wheel after seeing all this futuristic equipment that wouldn’t even be developed in her lifetime. Then she wondered what it must be like for Jamie. After all, back in his time, they hadn’t even invented airplanes, let alone microfibre touch-screen monitors.
She wandered around a corner and found herself in front of a large window that looked into an empty, sterile room. Her photographic memory had memorised the hospital layout and she quickly realised that she was looking into the morgue next door.
While she looked, a male nurse suddenly appeared, pulling along a hospital bed. He stopped in front of the window and stepped away, allowing her a clear view of the patients face.
Jamie.
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