K-Block Exterior Ruins

A once-formidable perimeter of stout plasteel walls and reinforced concrete now lies shattered, its angular iron girders jutting from the ground like broken teeth. The air tastes of ozone and burning insulation, the acrid sting of plasma discharge still clinging to the wreckage. Dust and debris choke the avenues between collapsed structures, obscuring the original layout. Patches of green emergency lighting still flicker in the gaps, feeding a dim, sickly glow that barely penetrates the ashen haze. The scale stretches into the distance, an endless grid of ruin where the TARDIS once stood moments before, its absence sudden and absolute.