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The Master suddenly frowns warily. The drums also beat loudly in his skull, growing in volume, but besides that...
Nothing. But that's impossible.
He closes his eyes, concentrates, calls out to them. Parents. Cousins. Colleagues. Comrades. Refugees. The Doctor. At least one star-like burning consciousness of another Time Lord. Anyone. Please.
Only silence answers him. And the drums.
