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This is no time for me to be on my own.

- You speak as if it's all over, sir. - No. It's never over.

All those people rushing about, half-naked. For shame.

But you have such knowledge of future times...

Mr Sneed says I think too much.

Then live no more.

Except for you.

- Pity us. Pity the Gelth. - There is so little time. Help us.

- Do you think that's wise? - I shall be subtle... at first.

- What are you doing? - It's a tragedy, miss. We'll deal with it.

I can't send them back.

Grandmama had a good innings, Mr Sneed. She was so full of life.

Why are we talking about dry old books? This is much more important.

Let me out! Somebody open the door!

I lost my mum and dad to the flu when I was 12.

Incredible. Ghosts that are not ghosts, but beings from another world,

Be careful! Did it say anything? Can it speak?

Um... Who told you he was dead?

The bridge is open. We descend.

All the time, sir.