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- A thick metal chain was wrapped tight around the creature, rusted with age but still as strong a when the Fairy Finder had come to call. The Boggart's skin was scarred whenever it met the iron, the hair of its head full of mud and twigs, as Sammy's had been when they had pulled her from beneath the tree
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- 'And that's good enough to me. Of course, this would have been a lot easier if I still had my sonic screwdriver ...'
- He raised the axe above his head, and Bill felt her heart jump to her mouth. Surely he wasn't going to—
- Clang!
- The pickaxe struck the padlock the Doctor had positioned beside his feet. The chains slipped free of the lock, falling from the Boggart.
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