A large cloister bell sounded off three times reverberating through the vast & mysterious well of tears ,inside the TARDINESS (Time And Relativity Demand Inventing Necessary Engines Successfully Synchronized) just as it groaned & ground to a halt deep beneath the planets upper crust. The Lord & Master upon hearing the bells toll, moved cautiously to stand glaring over a solemn stone carving of a death mask built into his ships consul. Then started fastidiously brushing away the cobwebs covering the death mask. "I have not heard a peep out of you for centuries, yet you have chosen to raise the alarm, i wonder what fresh hell has awoken one such as you ? (pause) SPEAK!! TO ME" The stone death mask of a tearful masculine face carved into the console did nothing. Turning around swiftly in disgust he walked to a full length mirror it's border a Gothic styled dragon eating it's own tail. Grabbing his black dinner jacket from a wooden coat hanger the L&M fixed his dark waist coat before putting it on, then stepped through the mirror & out through the main door of the TARDINESS.
"fresh hell" whispered the face out loud to no one
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