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- Even this far below the surface, the pounding from the sky was growing louder by the minute. Grit and live-fibre was pouring down on me from the cracked ceiling, and the last of the emergency lights had started to flicker. The Daleks were raining everything they had on the very heart of Gallifrey; it could only be a final assault. The end couldn't be far away.
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