And the power of the people shall come to believe they do rule

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In the passageways beneath the park, where a group had gathered to break down a long-closed door, a laser beam was widening, and a broad circle began to blacken the surface of the wood, the locks melting and streaming down in shining rivulets, to puddle at the doorstep. The room was getting hot, now.

Outside, all at once, the rides all stopped. Animatronic figures jolted still; boats bumped each other confusedly; rollercoasters fell to the bottom of their tracks and did not continue up. The lights inside the buildings flickered off; the perpetual background noise of music and soundeffects went silent.

Below, the hole in the door began to crackle and spark around the edges, and for just a moment all the eyes trained on the door could see through it a fathomless darkness. An odd, organic silence filled the air; everyone's breathing and small movements were audible, but so too was a new absence of sound, as though the walls were all holding their breath.

And then the air around the door began to shimmer.

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The Doctor froze in the darkness of the radio booth, and his hands went automatically to the controls for the loudspeakers and Cayce's music system, flicking switches on and off rapidly. Nothing happened, and after a moment he slumped back in the chair with something like shock, turning his eyes upward at the darkness between him and the ceiling.

Master?

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The Master could hear him, and wasted no time in filling his head with the odd –wrong– images he was presently receiving. But that wasn't the reason the Doctor had reached out, and there was no more time to play games.

Maybe you should come down here.

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Coming, he whispered, and stumbled in the dark and out of the room and down the stairs.

As creepy as the park could be before, it was twice as eerie now, in the silence and stillness and darkness of everything powered off and dead. -This is what an amusement park looks like after all the amusees go home.-

People were standing in doorways wearing confused or anxious or resigned or a dozen other expressions. He ignored them, but as he neared the door that would lead him down to the others, he belatedly he remembered the communicator, and raised it to his lips.

"Fett, if you can hear me… you can tell anyone who asks that there's a hole in the door."

Even in the dark it wasn't hard to find his way, following the steps the Master had taken earlier and heading toward the presence of more Gallifreyans than he'd felt for years. Or would feel again.

He came into the room just as Psyche finished speaking.