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[The Doctor, oblivious to the resistance his self is organising, is sitting on the Plane with a cup of tea. He's glad he seems to be alone, for the moment, because he has plenty to brood think about -- and thinking is a bit difficult when your mind's in a drugged haze. Again.

This time, he's chosen the Plane's snow-covered hills for his recovery spot, though he doesn't seem bothered by the snow, or the cold.]