[TTR, Drabble] Quis Spectat Ipsos Spectatores
A long line of white-clad, faintly insubstantial figures made its way into
This Time Round.
LOOK AT THEM ALL, commented Death. YOU MIGHT AS WELL INSTALL A REVOLVING
The Fourth Doctor did as he was bidden. "Watchers already?" he muttered;
then his eyes opened wide.
Before the being Fourth had noticed was halfway across the room, Polly had
descended on him with all the authority she could muster.
"What do you think you're doing here?" she demanded.
"Watcher, here because of casting rumours," replied her interlocutor.
Polly shook her head.
"You don't fool me, Mr. Wyvern. Out you go!"