the thousand farenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes

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[the screeching still hasn't stopped. York had advised him not to go to the room in question unless absolutely necessary, so ... the Doctor sits himself down outside the TARDIS, perched on his windowsill, for a change of pace, and carefully cracks open his journal]

[Filtered to GLaDOS]

Pardon me, GLaDOS, but may I have a moment? I'm the Doctor ... I think I might be able to help you.


[Filtered to York; about 5 minutes later]

York? There's been no response ... It seems I'm going to need to go to GLaDOS' room directly. When you've a moment, would you accompany me?

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[She needs peace and quiet to concentrate!]

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[York and Delta leave as well, with Delta waving to her before they leave her alone.]