Looking out the window, Rose could see a huge fire blazing across the town below. "Where are we?" "September 1666. Great Fire of London." The Doctor folded his arms and surveyed the devastation in progress. "Helped stop the plague." Absently scratching her leg, Rose froze at his words. "So aside from fleas and rat bites, I could be infected with the Black Death?" "TARDIS will fix you right up. Thought you'd like to see a little history." Rose leaned out, smelling smoke and the ripe aroma of 17th century London. "Next time can we pick a place with indoor plumbing?" | ||||
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