DISCLAIMER: I don't own Doctor Who OR DJ Jay.
"With your heart of sto-one... just leave me alone..." Tory sang slowly, tilting her blue denim baker boy hat and nodding to the song. "I'll make it through and I'll get over you!" She stared at her MP3 player as the song ended and yawned. She ran her thumb over it and it turned off. She was alone - again. That bloody distress signal had been beeping for ages and nobody had bothered to show up. She stared emotionlessly at the remains of a silver robot snake and jumped in shock as the control panel crackled into life.
"Hello...?" called a British accent from the speaker.
"Hiya!" her Irish accent replied.
"What's going on?" asked an American accent.
"I'm in trouble, what dya think!" she shouted.
"SORRY! Wait... what's happened...?" the American voice asked. She paused blankly.
"I'm alone and stranded..." she said quietly.
"'Kay, we're on our way." came the reply. She sighed and sniffed in boredom as it crackled again and silence whispered around her. She shrank slowly, then screamed and leapt behind a chair as a light flashed above her head and the sound of grinding machinery thundered in her head. Three people were fading in and out of existance. And it was very weird.
