A Pritseas Appeared in the Stone Coffin

The Doctor you were waiting for never came. The one who did was… his ex.

The moment the sarcophagus in Chernobog opened, Amiya’s prepared greeting, “Welcome back, Doctor,” caught in her throat.

Kal’tsit fell silent.

A young woman in a white coat stepped out, looking bewildered. She was still clutching a cup of milk tea that had come from who-knows-where.

She looked around and asked earnestly, “Um… is this a convention promo shoot? Who am I? Wait, why am I here? And…” She suddenly clutched her chest as a strange pain seized her heart. “Why do I feel like crying whenever I think of the word ‘Doctor’?”

The people of Rhodes Island exchanged bewildered glances.

Only the PRTS System sounded a silent alarm, one only Kal’tsit could hear.

This is a story about “a body that remembers love, while the mind has forgotten everything.”

Priestess, a scientist from an ancient civilization and an old friend of the Doctor, is now an ordinary college student who remembers nothing. She doesn’t know Rhodes Island, Kal’tsit, or Amiya, but whenever someone mentions the Doctor, her heart races, her cheeks flush, and she can’t help wanting to hear more.

“You know him?” Kal’tsit asked.

“No,” Priestess replied firmly. Then she turned around and stared at an old photo of the Doctor for three hours. “…Who is this guy? Why does he look so annoying?”

And as she said it, she quietly saved the photo to her phone.