Chapter Thirteen: NohbdyMature


“Is that you, Moron?” 

The Master calls out to the Doctor again, not expecting an answer as he picks up a stick and tosses it into the stretch of red grass thinning into the woodland behind the barn. 

“You’d think I would be used to this by now. I’m going to catch you. Stupid.” 

The whistle comes again. 


The Master huffs, rolls his shoulders, and steps into the woods.


The End

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