68 - The Algebra of Ice

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A genius maths nerd, a weird webzine publisher, and the Doctor’s
old ally, the Brigadier find themselves helping the Doctor and Ace
solve what should be a simple puzzle: the appearance of a crop
circle in the Kentish countryside.
Hardly uncommon. But there are some peculiar features. It’s not a
circle but a series of square-sided shapes. It’s filled with ice. And it
draws the Doctor and Ace into a confrontation with a reality right
next to zero.
This adventure features the Seventh Doctor and Ace.
THE ALGEBRA OF ICE
LLOYD ROSE
DOCTOR WHO:
THE ALGEBRA OF ICE
Commissioning Editor: Ben Dunn
Creative Consultant: Justin Richards
Editor: Justin Richards
Project Editor: Vicki Vrint
Published by BBC Books, BBC Worldwide Ltd,
Woodlands, 80 Wood Lane
London W12 0TT
First published 2004
Copyright c
Lloyd Rose 2004
The moral right of the author has been asserted
Original series broadcast on the BBC
Format c
BBC 1963
Doctor Who and TARDIS are trademarks of the BBC
ISBN 0 563 48621 X
Cover imaging by Black Sheep, copyright c
BBC 2004
Typeset in Garamond by Keystroke,
Jacaranda Lodge, Wolverhampton
Printed and bound in Great Britain by Mackays of Chatham
Cover printed by Belmont Press Ltd, Northampton
To Justin Richards
CONTENTS
Chapter One 6
Chapter Two 15
Chapter Three 24
Chapter Four 32
Chapter Five 41
Chapter Six 49
Chapter Seven 60
Chapter Eight 65
Chapter Nine 77
Chapter Ten 83
Chapter Eleven 90
Chapter Twelve 98
Chapter Thirteen 110
Chapter Fourteen 116
Chapter Fifteen 121
Chapter Sixteen 133
4
5
Chapter Seventeen 141
Chapter Eighteen 147
Chapter Nineteen 159
Chapter Twenty 169
Chapter Twenty-one 178
Chapter Twenty-two 184
Chapter Twenty-three 191
Chapter Twenty-four 196
Chapter Twenty-five 203
Chapter Twenty-six 210
Chapter Twenty-seven 219
Chapter Twenty-eight 220
Acknowledgements 226
About the Author 227
CHAPTER ONE
‘You’re doing it again, Professor.’
The Doctor didn’t answer. He hadn’t answered all morning, though Ace had
asked him at least half a dozen times to please stop it. He wasn’t being rude.
Not exactly. He was just in one of those moods, well, states of mind, really,
where he didn’t know she was there. Probably didn’t know he was there, she
thought, watching him at the TARDIS control board. Had he been staring at
that same screen all morning? She’d sneaked up behind him to have a look
over his shoulder at what was so fascinating, but all she’d seen was a jumble of
numbers.
It wouldn’t be so bad if he’d just stop humming.
‘Professor!’
No reaction.
‘You know what they used to call that? On Earth? A tune stuck in your head
was called a “soundworm”. Nasty, huh?’
The Doctor turned slowly towards her and blinked. ‘Hello, Ace. Have you
been there long?’
‘Only all morning.’
‘Is it still morning?’
Ace wasn’t going to get drawn into another fruitless discussion about what
time of day it was in the floating-in-the-timeless-vortex TARDIS. ‘And you’ve
been humming.’
‘Humming?’ He looked more surprised than the information warranted.
‘Humming what?’
‘I don’t know. I didn’t recognise it.’
He paused delicately, trying to think, she knew, of a polite way to point out
that her knowledge of music was limited to about ten years in the late twentieth
century.
‘It wasn’t even a tune,’ she protested.
‘Can you hum it back to me?’
‘No, ’cos it wasn’t a tune. It was just sort of a drone, only with bits of melody
in.’
Chapter One 7
‘Hm.’ He lost interest and turned back to the control board.
‘What’s going on, then?’
‘Oh nothing, really. The TARDIS is acting up a bit.’
‘Oh?’ Ace said hopefully. She knew she ought to be worried, but the TARDIS’s
acting up generally meant they were in for an interesting trip, not some visit
to a green-skied planet containing nothing but weird-looking orange groves.
Or that naff marmot planet. Of course the Doctor had defended the marmots.
Said they were “humble”.
‘What’s it doing then?’
‘Well, that’s what I’ve been trying to work out. She’s been veering subtly off
course, and I’ve been stopping her to see what she does next. We go on as usual
for a bit, then she starts veering again.’
‘Same direction?’
‘Not exactly. That’s what’s odd. I think,’ he mused, ‘I’ll simply let her veer.’
‘We were just here, Professor.’
‘Not exactly,’ said the Doctor. ‘We will be here.’
‘When?’
He checked his pocket watch. ‘Eighteen minutes.’
Ace shifted from foot to foot, looking around. She and the Doctor were in
an alley ending at a pair of sagging, chained-together junkyard gates bearing
the weathered letters “I M Forman”. The Doctor went to the gates and peered
between them.
‘Same as it ever was,’ she said. ‘If we’re coming in 18 minutes, that means
that there are already Daleks here. So we ought to go.’
He remained at the gate. ‘There aren’t any Daleks here,’ he said. ‘In this alley
at this moment, and there won’t be for a few hours.’
‘Yeah, well, we don’t want to meet ourselves, do we? Doesn’t that mess
everything up?’ He didn’t answer. ‘What’s so interesting in there, anyway?’
‘Nothing.’ The Doctor sighed and stepped back. ‘I’m just indulging in nostal-
gia.’
‘For this place?’
Again, he didn’t answer. He was reading the letters on the gates, frowning.
He read them again. ‘That’s not right.’ he muttered. Ace – was the name like
this before?’
She shrugged. ‘I suppose so.’
‘Well, try to remember. It’s important.’
She slouched over to join him. ‘Why?’
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