One comment about something rather important (IMHO):

	They stood, waiting.  The lab was silent, save for the Doctor's 
occasional muttering.  "Blast...no dimensional stabilizer, what was he 
thinking?  Have to use the tower as a waveguide..."  And on and on.  
"Doctor?"  Mackie ventured.  "Another hour, maybe two," he replied without 
looking up.
	Outside, they could hear the masses screaming, even through the 
foot thick, reinforced walls.  Suddenly, the building structure suddenly 
wrenched sideways, and more cracks appeared in the ceiling.
	"Uh oh," Nene gulped.  "I hope we have that long..."

	The universe was disintegrating.  The sun had exploded, then fallen 
back in on itself almost instantly.  A sudden wave of searing heat had 
given way to freezing cold.  Worldwide, a set of earthquakes rocked the 
continents, setting up a massive chain of tsunami-size waves which rocketed 
toward the coastlines.
	Bits of reality continued to wink in and out.  People caught in the 
winking out phenomenon disappeared, never to be seen again.  It was as if 
they had not existed.
	For all intents and purposes, that was precisely the case.  Reality 
was ceasing to be.  Time was coming to a halt.
	Long before reality faded entirely, the world would have been swept 
clean of life by the massive, unnatural catastrophes.  The Doctor would 
have his hour, but little more.

An hour?  Given the speed of light and other particles, if the sun exploded
(went nova, whatever) wouldn't they have more like 8 minutes or so?





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