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Title: With a Map And An Open Mind
Author: Sherlockian

The TARDIS really was bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. It wasn't as though Donna hadn't known that before, but what with all the running around and nearly dying and getting married, there hadn't been time for exploring.

The Doctor showed her to her room, halfway down a corridor that looked like the hallway of a posh hotel, with muted colors, a blandly pretty carpet and soft lighting. She'd asked him who stayed in the other rooms, but he just shrugged and said that they were "just in case". Just in case of what she didn't know, but it wasn't worth asking, so she let him scarper off back to the front control room or whatever he called it, dropped her luggage in her room, and set about doing some good old-fashioned investigation.

After the twelfth right and seventh left, Donna was getting a bit turned around. She'd found the kitchen (it was tiny), the bath (it could have doubled as a swimming pool), and the library (it looked cozy until she walked inside and realized she could get lost entirely in that room). But the halls twisted and turned, and changed architecture seemingly at random, so that one minute she'd be wandering around an Egyptian palace and the next a colorful art deco-inspired home. She finally gave up and leaned against a Greek column while she tried to get her bearings and figure out how to get back to her room.

"You could," she said to no one, or maybe to the TARDIS' empty corridor, "at least have a map or something. Why does the ship have to be so confusing?"

She looked around, still not sure if she should take the next left or the next right. The hallway was lit with walk looked like natural sunlight and on either side of the path were gardens filled with flowers that looked unearthly. The glare of the sun got into her eyes a bit, though and she had to glance away.

There was an odd humming sound, like a choir singing just too low for her to hear, and Donna shaded her eyes to peer out into the gardens. At the end of the corridor was a small stand she hadn't seen before. She stood up and stretched, heading towards the stand-- a map. Donna covered a laugh with a cough. "Oi, thanks."
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