BANG!!!

Oi! Haven't got all day, you know!" Suddenly impatient at the idea of new friends and enemies, you frown at the central column. Bending down, you pull out a hammer from underneath the panel and start banging away on the circuitry.

The TARDIS beeps back at you in annoyance, but you ignore her. As you keep hammering away at the controls, turquoise sparks fly from the column. That's the last thing that you see before you accidentally end up smashing through the TARDIS shield commands...

...so the Time Vortex rips both the TARDIS and you apart. Not even a Time Lord can regenerate in the depths of space-time.

All over the universe, enemies are born or reappear, destroying countless worlds that you were meant to save. The last of the Time Lords, gone forever.

THE END.

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