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4 years ago
Following the stoically mute Karkus, Felix and the Doctor found themselves in a seemingly endless grey corridor. It felt like miles of the same tiny patch of space, extruded into infinity.
"Why do we spend so much of our time in corridors?" asked Felix.
"Because we spend so much of our time fighting institutionalised hierarchies," said the Doctor, "and institutionalised hierarchies depend upon armed force and bureaucracy. Both of which require staff, and therefore also functional premises in which staff can operate."
"Oh," said Felix, "yes, I see."
He didn't pursue it. Things had gotten quite socratic enough today already.
At the Doctor's command, the Karkus had demanded admittance to the castle. The great door had swung open for him, a grudging note in the creaking of its iron hinges. The Doctor had wanted to have a few words with whatever jobsworth owned the voice from behind the door, but there was nobody there when she looked.
"Obviously such a minor character he never even got a physical description," she said, "which explains the insecurity."
Then she had turned to the Karkus and demanded that he tell her about the prison. ...
4 years, 1 month ago
"I can't think why you would want to spend so much time here Doctor," said Felix, "it seems a very odd place to choose as a regular holiday destination."
"I think it's rather pleasant," said the Doctor brightly, "especially since we cleared out the former management."
"The former management?" asked Felix.
"Oh, Drumlins Westmore tried to enclose this place a little while ago," said the Doctor.
"Drumlins Westmore? Sounds like a British general. General Sir George Drumlins-Westmore OBE."
"Ha! No, it's a corporation. The Drumlins Westmore Interplanetary News and Entertainment Media Group. Or something like that. There's probably an Inc in there too somewhere. They set up a department on one of their office worlds devoted entirely to fiction. Hired loads of struggling wannabe authors. Lured them in with promises of agents and publishing contracts and regular meals."
"You mean they started publishing novels? They created a sort of novel factory?"
"No, they didn't publish anything. They got the writers to spend all day writing stories featuring brilliant, dynamic, hyper-capable, unbeatable employees of the Drumlins Westmore Corporation. Heroic corporate accountants and lawyers and ...