He dangled at the end of the cable in complete darkness.
It could be thirty feet.
It could be three thousand feet.
"If you talk to Rose, tell her...oh, she knows."
Say it! a little voice shouted.
The darkness was consuming him, and the urge tormented him, begged him to give in.
Say it, say it! the voice pleaded.
Fall, the primal urge roared.
He paused, looking down into nothing.
Thirty feet.
The Doctor closed his eyes and silenced the voices.
Looking up, he saw darkness.
He mouthed three silent words as he let go, swallowed by the pit.