"Oi, don't be cheeky! I'll have you know that one thousand and ninety is the new seven hundred and five," the Doctor pouted, waggling his finger at Robin for a moment before looking around the room once more. "But...that does make a little sense. That must be why I was able to open the door. We've both done heroic things but you're much much much much much much much much younger than me. This is a senior citizen only location."<br/><br/><em>"Sir, Jamie McCrimmon says; 'This castle was built by some unknown beings from the future for one reason;</em>'To give old warriors a heroes fair well.'<em>The... how do they say it? The, </em>Telepathic Matrix<em> is used to reach out to heroes from all over the galaxy and bring them to this place. You see, the Gaia Tree that grows here only sprouts an acorn once every thousand years, but the technology that this castle provides allows us to speed up the process by gradually draining our life force."</em><br/><br/>"What?" The Doctor exclaimed, looking at Jamie with horror. "Jamie, that's barbaric!"<br/><br/><em>"Sir, Jamie McCrimmon says; 'Not at all Doctor. In a way its a mercy. The warriors they bring here are always on the verge of death. While its drain our life force not only do we feel not feel any pain, but our life span is increased by just a little due to the technology that sustains us."</em>Jamie was turned to face the Doctor as he explained. His expression remained the same, but his resolve could be heard in the translation.<em>"When I was brought here, I had aged too much and was pretty much on the brink of death, I thought that I had nothing left to savor, but then I was given this chance to help a dead planet rebuild itself. Not a bad way to die if you ask me."</em><br/><br/>"You're a good man Jamie McCrimmon," the Doctor spoke. "Impossible and still as thick headed as you were back when you traveled with me, but you're a good man." An impish grin spread over his face before he knealt down in front of him again. "I met you're descendant a while ago. Right before I regenerated for the tenth time. Heather McCrimmon. She came with me on a few adventures, just as incredible as her ancestor."<br/><br/><em>"Sir, Jamie McCrimmon says; 'No way? My whee ones are still fighting the good fight? Doctor, we have to celebrate!"</em><br/><br/>"And we will Jamie, but we have to deal with this problem first," the Doctor said before standing up and walking over to the other side of the room, where a television screen lay dangling between two pieces of artwork. The Doctor pulled out his screwdriver and began to fiddle with the screen, which flickered and buzzed before forming a picture.<br/><br/><strong>"You will open the gate!"</strong>The harsh voice of a Dalek barked. On the screen was the scene of a long line of viking warriors, standing before a great door, similar to the one that the Doctor and Robin had encountered earlier. Six Daleks stood next to them, guns pointing at each of them<br/><br/><em>"I can't! If it didn't open for Dustin then it won't open for me!"</em>The young warrior at the front of the lie protested before yelping as one of the Dalek's shot at his feet.<br/><br/><strong>"You will open the GATE! You will OBEY!"</strong><br/><br/><em>"Please...it's not going to work!"</em>The man cried helplessly.<br/><br/><strong>"If you refuse you will be EXTERMINATED!"</strong><br/><br/>The young warrior sniffled before slowly edging forwards and pressing his hands into the flames. Just like Robin, he flew back and crashed into the line of warriors, knocking them over like dominos.<br/><br/><strong>"You have FAILED!"</strong>One of the Dalek's growled, turning its eyestalk to gaze at the fallen warrior.<strong>"EXTERMINATE him!"</strong><br/><br/><em>"Wait! Hold on!"</em>The warrior yelled before the screen filled with light as all six Dalek's fired their weapons. Multiple screams echoed from the television as the beams struck not only the young warrior, but any unfortunate to be caught in the crossfire.