Episode 6: Spirits of the Past Part 2

Silence fills the air. Georgia and Conner smirk.

“What?” the Doctor asked “this is a serious matter!”
“Sorry,” Conner said “it is a bit funny. Just a bit.”
“Did you and Hollywood have a Great Film War?” Georgia smirked.
“Yeah,” Zac laughed “you and Bollywood vs. Hollywood?”

Silence again.

“Yeah, ‘cause Bollywood’s so great,” Conner muttered under his breath.

Georgia laughs, and Conner looks pleased with himself.

“Let’s see,” Conner said “breathable atmosphere, a giant glass house-thing, oh, and huge pink flamingos! Everything’s normal.”
“That’s what Hollywood do,” the Doctor said “whenever a planet’s tourist rates are low, they turn the planet into a freak show.”
“You said it,” Georgia said “but the Flamingos are a bit fluffy.”
“Don’t even think about it,” the Doctor warned “I know they look huggable, but don’t. They fly pretty well though. Mind you, I wouldn’t advise that either.”
“So what’s in the glass house?” Zac asked “I’m new to all this.”
“First good thing you’ve said all day!” the Doctor smiled “except let’s go to the chippies!”

Zac and the Doctor walk ahead, discussing their defeat of the Slitheen, and its coolest parts.

“D’you reckon, when the Hollywood people die, they get a star?” Conner grinned.
“You what?” Georgia asked.
“You know, Hollywood Boulevard? Star for when they die?” Conner asked, grinning.
“Oh yeah!” Georgia laughed.

Conner looked even more pleased with himself.

“And Paris Hilton insists on taking her dog into battle! It’ll end in tears,” Georgia invented.
“Like when that Army General cried when Amy Winehouse and Britney Spears went into rehab?” Conner grinned.
“We said yes! Yes! Yes!” the both laughed.
“Tell you what though,” Georgia said seriously “Winehouse, wine- house. It all fits!”
“Yeah but I’m not sure it was the wine that did it,” Conner muttered darkly.

They enter the glass house. One of the Flamingos is following them.

“Hello!” the Doctor grinned “I’ll name you Arthur!”
“Doctor, you’ve named all of the Horses, the three Beavers and that Man-Eating Hamster Arthur, can’t we have something else?” Georgia asked.
“What about Pinky-Joe?” Conner asked.
“Yeah, I like that,” Zac agreed “with Sunglasses!”
“Ohh. I’ll regret saying this, but alright,” the Doctor gave in.

They walked around. Inside, it was like a huge warehouse, full of glass boxes.

“What is this place?” Conner asked “what are all the glass boxes for?”
“Um… Well… They’re…” the Doctor said “it’s hard to explain…”
“You don’t know do you?” Georgia asked with an expression of glee on her face.
“Yes I do,” the Doctor said “they’re… Ohh… Sort of… Glass box things.”
“Yep. Thanks for that,” Zac said.
“Oh. That sounded OK then?” the Doctor asked.
“Almost as good as a Cardiff Karaoke Night where everyone’s sober,” Conner muttered.

The Doctor, Georgia and Zac turn to look at him.

“In theory,” Conner said.

They walk around the boxes.

“Doctor!” Georgia cried “someone’s just appeared in that box! Is that supposed to happen?”
“But that’s Princess Vossaheen!” the Doctor cried, and seeing his friend’s faces, added “a royal from around 200,100.”
“But what’s she doing in there?” Zac asked.
“She’s a prisoner. Of course! Ha! That’s it! Hollywood are collecting, well, celebrities for display!” the Doctor realised.
“When you say Hollywood, you make it sound like-” Georgia said.
“An organisation, yeah,” the Doctor said.
“But-” Georgia began.
“Can you switch it off?” Conner interrupted.
“Not without killing them,” the Doctor replied.
“So that’s a no?” Conner asked.
“Yes. No killing,” the Doctor said.

There’s a loud clatter coming from above.

“What was that?” Zac asked.
“It was probably nothing,” the Doctor said “much.”
“Look!” Georgia cried “more people are arriving!”

The Doctor and Georgia go off and take a look. Georgia turns around and smiles at Conner, before running off.

“What was that about?” Zac asked grinning at Conner.
“It was a signal,” Conner said, blushing “well? Are you coming?”
“Where?” Zac asked “I think the Doctor needs help.”
“Yeah, but something moved up there,” Conner said.
“Yeah it did, but the Doctor-” Zac began.
“Come on!” Conner interrupted “Georgia will cover for us.”
“What, we wander off, get lost and get into danger? On our own?” Zac asked.
“God, you pick up stuff fast. Come on!” Conner pulled Zac away.

The Doctor has his glasses on, examining a glass box. He turns around to face Georgia.

“Where did Zac and Conner go?” the Doctor asked.
“Coffee shop,” Georgia replied.
“There’s a coffee shop?” the Doctor asked, surprised.
“There was a sign back there,” Georgia said.

Zac and Conner walk along a corridor upstairs. They find a bathroom.

“Maybe it was the, toiletries,” Conner said.

He bursts out laughing. He throws a glass ornament in the air and catches it. Zac gives him a stern look.

“Sorry,” Conner muttered.
“Look at the mirror!” Zac cried “it’s rippling!”

Conner sits on the sink area and touches the mirror. His fingers pass through it.

“Magic touch,” Conner grinned.
“You can’t be thinking of going in there!” Zac said astounded.
“Why not? There might be fluffier towels on the other side,” Conner said.

He goes through the mirror, and Zac follows reluctantly. Georgia and the Doctor inspect another box.

“Sonic Screwdriver, check. One famous person, check,” the Doctor said.
“One Ghost?” Georgia asked, turning to see the Ghost creep up behind her.
“Che- eh?” the Doctor asked.

They stand up. It floats towards them.

“Ooooh!” the Ghost cried angrily.
“It is friendly, right?” Georgia asked.
“Yes… Sometimes… Not really… Never…” the Doctor said backing away.
“Ok, plans?” Georgia asked, backing away as well.

They back away further, until they reach a glass box. The Ghost keeps coming forward. It won’t stop, until it has killed them…

To be continued…