002 - Doctor Who and the Android Invasion

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The Doctor and Sarah arrive safely back on Earth—or do

they?

Why does the mysterious soldier march straight over a

cliff—and then reappear unharmed?

Why are they attacked by the sinister mechanics with

built-in guns for hands?

Why is a picturesque country village at first deserted—

then filled with mindless zombies?

And why are their best friends suddenly trying to kill

them?

The Doctor has stumbled on a cunning alien plan to take

over the Earth. Will he be in time to defeat the deadly

Kraals and their terrifying android invasion?

ISBN 0 426 20037 3

DOCTOR WHO

AND THE

ANDROID INVASION

Based on the BBC television serial by Terry Nation by arrangement

with the British Broadcasting Corporation

TERRANCE DICKS

published by

The Paperback Division of

W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

CONTENTS

1 Strange Arrival

2 Village of Terror

3 The Watcher

4 Hunted

5 Captured

6 The Test

7 The Countdown

8 Braindrain

9 Blastoff

10 Hero's Return

11 Takeover

12 Death of a Doctor

A Target Book

Published in 1978

by the Paperback Division of W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd.

A Howard & Wyndham Company

44 Hill Street, London W1X 8LB

Broadcasting Corporation

Reproduced, printed and bound in Great Britain by

Hazell Watson & Viney Ltd, Aylesbury, Bucks

ISBN 0 426 20037 3

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of

trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out or otherwise circulated

without the publisher's prior 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.

Strange Arrival

A soldier was marching through the forest. He wore the

uniform of a corporal in the British Army. His buttons gleamed in the

sunlight, his boots shone a glossy black, his trousers were sharply

creased and his beret was set at the regulation angle. The rifle on his

shoulder was clean, bright, and slightly oiled.

He crossed the forest clearing in a dead straight line, the

handsome young face set in an expressionless mask, eyes staring

blankly ahead. But a heavy, dragging limp in his left leg marred the

military precision of his pace, that and a spasmodic clenching and

unclenching of his left hand.

Although he avoided the trees, lesser obstacles didn't seem to

them like a tank. A thorn ripped a jagged tear down the right side of

his face but the soldier didn't seem to notice. He moved on through

the forest with his odd, limping march, like a clockwork toy that

someone had wound up and sent marching blindly forwards. A

clockwork toy that wasn't quite working properly. He reached a

dense clump of bushes on the far side of the clearing and came to a

sudden jerky halt, standing motionless at attention, as still as one of

the trees.

Minutes later, a strange sound disturbed the peace of the forest,

a kind of wheezing, groaning noise. An old blue police callbox

materialized out of nowhere, standing four-square and solid in the

little clearing. The door opened and a very tall man stepped out. He

had wide staring eyes and a tangle of curly hair and he wore an

assortment of loose-fitting tweedy, vaguely Bohemian garments

topped off with a battered broad-brimmed soft hat and an incredibly

long scarf.

A slender dark-haired girl followed him out of the police

callbox. She wore casual, late twentieth-century clothes, with a

brightly-colored scarf at her throat. She looked searchingly at the

forest around her and drew a deep, satisfied breath. 'There you are,

Doctor, I told you we'd reached Earth. Just sniff. That's real air, that

is.' 'Possibly, Sarah. Possibly.'

Sarah looked uneasily at him. She had been the Doctor's

companion through two lives and a number of fantastic adventures,

journeying through Time and Space in his TARDIS. By now she was

looking forward to returning home—and she didn't even want to

consider the possibility that something had gone wrong with the

TARDIS's ever-erratic steering mechanism. 'What do you mean—

possibly?'

'The coordinates were set for Earth, but the linear calculator's

been a little unreliable recently. It may just possibly have—'

'Gone up the creek again?' Sarah shook her head. 'No, this is

Earth all right!' She took another deep breath. 'I love that fresh smell

you get just after rain.'

The Doctor sniffed. 'Yes, it does have that characteristic smell

of wet earth... which is rather strange, when you look at the ground.'

'What about it?'

The Doctor stooped and picked up a handful of soil. It was dry

and crumbly, trickling away between his fingers. 'It's bone dry. There

hasn't been any rain here for weeks,' He fished a small compass—

like device from one of his pockets and studied the dial. The needle

oscillated wildly for a moment, then swung firmly to the top of its

scale. 'Now what could be causing that?'

'Causing what?'

'There's some enormous energy source, not very far away.' The

Doctor moved over to a tree and began studying it suspiciously.

Sarah followed him. 'You don't really think there's been some

mistake, do you? I mean we are on Earth?'

'Well, unless someone's started exporting acorns. English oaks

don't grow anywhere else in the galaxy, as far as I know.'

Sarah felt reassured. 'Come on, Doctor, let's try and find out

where we are.'

As they moved away, they passed the clump of bushes which

was hiding the soldier. He was still standing there, perfectly

motionless, eyes staring fixedly ahead, and they went by without

seeing him. Soon after they'd gone, he resumed his jerky march, as if

someone had wound him up and set him going again.

The Doctor and Sarah moved on through the silent forest,

Sarah staring uneasily around her. Although things looked normal,

somehow they didn't feel normal. Just as they reached another

clearing, Sarah stopped, putting a hand on the Doctor's arm. 'Wait a

minute.'

'What is it?'

'I heard something moving—over there.'

Four figures came out of the trees. They wore white, high-

necked overalls, and strange-looking helmets with dark visors that

hid their faces. They looked vaguely like racing drivers or

mechanics, thought Sarah. But what were four racing drivers doing

in the middle of a wood?

'Oh, good!' said the Doctor cheerfully. 'Now we can find out

where we are.'

'No, wait, I don't like the look of them...'

But the Doctor had already stepped out into the clearing.

'Hullo, there! I wonder if you could tell us exactly where we are?'

The four white-clad mechanics stopped. Then, moving as one

man, they raised their right arms in front of them, fingers pointed

accusingly at the Doctor.

The Doctor stared hard at those pointing fingers and realized

they ended in open tubes—like gun—muzzles. He flung himself

down just as the fingers spat fire.

Scrambling to his feet, the Doctor ran back into the shelter of

the trees. 'Not a very friendly welcome home! We'd better get away

from here:'

They ran through the trees, shots whizzing close to their heads.

The four mechanics lowered their arms and turned to face each

other. They stood motionless, for a moment in silent conference.

Then they split up. Two of them turned and went back the way they

had come. The two others began following the Doctor and Sarah

through the woods.

Sarah ran blindly on, the Doctor close behind her. The woods

thinned out, and she saw that a tall thin hedge bordered the edge of

the forest, barring their way. Sarah turned and got a glimpse of white

overalls moving through the trees behind them. Frantically, she

forced her way through the hedge, bursting through to the other

side—then the ground disappeared from beneath her feet.

The Doctor shot through the hedge behind her and threw

himself forward, grabbing Sarah's wrist as she disappeared from

sight. He dropped face down, bracing himself to take the shock of

her weight.

Sarah found herself dangling in empty space, supported only

by the Doctor's grip. She looked down and saw the rocky ground

horribly far below her. Slowly the Doctor began hauling her back to

safety.

Sarah scrambled back over the cliff edge, and sat gasping for

breath. They were on the edge of a deep quarry which ran parallel

with the edge of the woods. Apparently disused, it formed a deep,

narrow valley, the sides overgrown with bushes and scrubby grass,

Sarah looked at the Doctor. 'Thanks. I should have looked before I

leaped!'

The Doctor grinned. 'My pleasure. After all, I couldn't leave

you hanging around, could I?'

Sarah groaned, thinking that nothing seemed to quell the

Doctor's taste for terrible jokes. She got shakily to her feet. The

Doctor indicated a steep path winding its way down to the quarry

floor. 'Let's try that way, shall we? Not so quick as your method, but

a lot safer.'

He was about to lead the way when he saw movement in the

bushes some way away. At first he thought the mechanics had caught

up with them, and prepared to run. But the figure that emerged wore

not white, but khaki—the uniform of a corporal in the British Army.

It came forward in a jerky, limping march, making straight for the

sheer drop at the quarry's edge.

'Hey, look out!' yelled the Doctor. 'Stop! Stay where you are!'

The soldier didn't seem to hear him. Face blank, eyes staring,

he marched steadily forward.

'Stop!' yelled Sarah. 'Look out, you'll fall.' They began running

along the edge of the quarry. But the distance between them and the

soldier was greater than that between the soldier and the quarry edge,

and they had no chance of reaching him in time. He marched jerkily

over the edge and hurtled down to the ground.

Sarah stared down at the spreadeagled body, so far below that

it looked like a broken doll. 'Why didn't he stop, Doctor? He must

have heard us.'

The Doctor was already heading for the path. 'It's probably too

late but we'd better get down to him. Come on.'

They scrambled down the path and across the rocky ground to

the crumpled body. It was sprawled face down, huddled like an old

sack. To Sarah's relief there didn't seem to be any blood.

The Doctor shook his head. 'The fall must have killed him

instantly.' He began looking through the pockets in the army

uniform.

Sarah still couldn't believe what she'd just seen. 'He went over

that cliff as if he was sleep walking.' She shuddered at the memory.

'Found anything?'

The Doctor held out a handful of coins. 'Take a look at these.'

'What about them?'

'They're all mint-fresh. No scratches, no tarnish. There's

something else too.' He looked expectantly at her.

Sarah examined the coins one by one. 'They look all right to

me. No, wait a minute. They've all got the same date!'

'Exactly, And what are the odds against someone getting a

whole pocketful of small change all of the same date?'

'I just don't understand it...'

The Doctor plunged his hands into his pockets and began

pacing about the quarry, rather like a bloodhound questing for a lost

scent. 'Neither do I—yet. But...'

'But what?'

'What indeed,' said the Doctor absently. His attention had been

caught by an oddly—shaped rock on the far side of the quarry and he

went to examine it.

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