Jack looked over his shoulder. "That didn't sound good."
The Doctor prodded experimentally at a monitor by the entrance. "It's better than being chased by an enthusiastic dustbin on wheels."
Jack shrugged. "Any idea where we are?"
"I think I know." Rose uncovered a window with a flourish and threw the external lights. A small fish darted out of view. "Could it get any worse?"


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