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[Location: Enchanted Forest] She's Got a Place Within the Woods... [for Drusilla]
It didn't take long for the Master to find the spot in the forest that Drusilla had directed him to-- not so much due to her directions, which were cryptic at best and inscrutable at their worst, but due to the welcome convenience of tracking her location via the map.
The stillness of the forest so late at night might have been a comfort to others, but not him. Leaving the House hadn't been quite as easy a task. He could still hear it crying for his return in his head, could sense its uneasy half-thoughts. The Master pushed them away irritably. Doubtless he'd be plagued by nightmares for weeks, thanks to the Doctor.
He could sense something watching him as soon as he'd stepped in, and he looked around with more apprehension than he liked as he approached the clearing.
"Drusilla?" he murmured, his hand stealing into his pocket of its own accord and curling around the laser screwdriver.
The stillness of the forest so late at night might have been a comfort to others, but not him. Leaving the House hadn't been quite as easy a task. He could still hear it crying for his return in his head, could sense its uneasy half-thoughts. The Master pushed them away irritably. Doubtless he'd be plagued by nightmares for weeks, thanks to the Doctor.
He could sense something watching him as soon as he'd stepped in, and he looked around with more apprehension than he liked as he approached the clearing.
"Drusilla?" he murmured, his hand stealing into his pocket of its own accord and curling around the laser screwdriver.