[ahahaaa oh keith, you sweet, sweet innocent fool, no amount of good luck will help you here]
[it's definitely a kid that looks like bad luck all over that is suddenly at the first floor window, peering out at the DOCTOR and Keith; it's a corpse-pale face with a shitty scowl, and he's (obviously) got a bandage wrapped thickly around his head, covering his right eye -- but both of his hands are gauzed as well, and he looks like he's recently gotten into some trouble that involved eating dirt]
[the kid disappears again after a minute, and the door lock rattles as its pulled away]
[the bandages on his hands haven't stopped him from holding an iron bat at his side, still visible in the crack of the door]
[(really, Keith, you couldn't have rung the doorbell enough)]
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[it's definitely a kid that looks like bad luck all over that is suddenly at the first floor window, peering out at the DOCTOR and Keith; it's a corpse-pale face with a shitty scowl, and he's (obviously) got a bandage wrapped thickly around his head, covering his right eye -- but both of his hands are gauzed as well, and he looks like he's recently gotten into some trouble that involved eating dirt]
[the kid disappears again after a minute, and the door lock rattles as its pulled away]
[the bandages on his hands haven't stopped him from holding an iron bat at his side, still visible in the crack of the door]
[(really, Keith, you couldn't have rung the doorbell enough)]