The Impossible Planet Pt. 2

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"Evening," the Doctor's smile was just enough to convince Zana to wear one as well as they hurried down a flight of stairs towards the Ood Habitation.

"Hello, Danny," Zana laid a hand on the man's shoulder for a moment as she looked over the computer screen he was monitoring.

"Only us," Rose added with a bright smile of her own.

"The mysterious trio," Danny turned and gave Zana a soft smile. "How are you, then? Settling in?"

"Yeah," the Doctor waved him off as Zana's attention turned to the Ood below them. The aliens were sitting side by side with their heads down as if they were asleep. "Sorry, straight to business, the Ood how do they communicate? I mean, with each other."

"Oh, just empaths," Danny shrugged. "There's a low-level telepathic field connecting them. Not that that does them much good. They're basically a herd race. Like cattle."

"This telepathic field...Can it pick up messages?"

"Because I was having dinner, and one of the Ood said something, well, odd," Rose informed as she moved closer to the man.

"Hmm," he looked up at her. "An odd Ood."

"And then I got something else on my um...communicator thing."

Danny scoffed, "Oh, be fair. We've got whole star systems burning up around us! There's all sorts of stray transmissions. Probably nothing." When the Doctor didn't look convinced, he sighed. "Look, if there was something wrong, it would show. We monitor the telepathic field. It's the only way to look after them. They're so stupid, they don't even tell us when they're ill."

"Monitor the field," the Doctor stepped up to the computer Danny had been working at. "That's this thing?"

"Yeah," he nodded as Zana moved next to the Time Lord's side. The screen simply said Basic 5. "But like I said, it's low-level telepathy. They only register basic five."

"Oh, how convenient," Zana let out an annoyed groan as the readings began to rise.

Basic 6.

Basic 7.

Basic 8.

"Well, that's not basic five...Ten, twenty," the Doctor turned to look back at Danny. "They've gone up to basic thirty."

"But they can't," Danny frowned.

"Doctor, the Ood!" Rose exclaimed, turning his and Zana's attention to the creatures. They had raised their heads and were staring at the four humans with blank expressions. "What does basic thirty mean?"

"Well, it means that they're shouting, screaming inside their heads," Danny breathed, the worry evident in his voice, but Zana knew he wasn't worried for the Ood themselves, oh no, but rather how this dramatic rise in telepathy could affect him and the rest of his crew.

"Or something's shouting at them," the Doctor corrected.

"But where is it coming from? What is it saying?" Danny turned to Rose, "What did it say to you?"

"Something about the beast in the pit," Rose told him quickly, her eyes locked on the Ood below.

"What about your communicator? What did that say?"

Rose gulped, "He is awake."

"And you will worship him," the Ood replied in unison.

"What the hell?" Danny's eyes widened.

Goosebumps covered Zana's arms as she gripped into the railing in front of her, "Doctor-"

"He is awake!" The Doctor shouted, ignoring his companion completely as he took hold of the railing as well.

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