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 'The dark side of the arentol nebulae!' He exclaimed, raising a leg and kicking a lever from the console. The TARDIS shook with giddy anticipation as the doctor twirled on the spot, clumsily dancing as though music was guiding his every motion. 'Or perhaps the Cryogenic Ectoplasm of the nighteenth peninsula!' He chuckled, fixing his bowtie in the reflection of a monitor, revealing a flashing-red warning and glowing with a swirling time vortex. The TARDIS lurched to the left, and I fell back onto a barrier, hands gripping the cold metal, goosebumps from the excited shivers he left me. The doctor was such a brilliant man, mad and distant as