The TARDIS suddenly exploded. The Doctor was thrown around, various bits of the console flying around the over-sized room that was bigger on the inside. The Doctor was flailing around uncontrollably, unable to regain control of his magnificent ship. On the other side of the room, his companion, Donna Noble was also finding it increasingly difficult to remain in an upright standing position. She was clinging desperately to one of the tree like resembling structures that adorned the interior if the TARDIS.
"What the hell is going on!" yelled Donna over all the commotion.
"When I find out, you'll be the first to know Donna" he retorted in exasperation.
As the TARDIS started to settle down again, the Doctor suddenly collapsed on the captain's chair of the TARDIS. Donna was at his side immediately.
"What's going on, are you all right?" she asked worriedly.
When he didn't answer she started to get worried.
"Doctor?"
He sat with his head in his hands. His mind was exploding. He had not had this sensation since, well, since the war. Since all of his people had cruelly been taken away from him. His family, his home. All gone now. He fought to keep his emotions from consuming him. Donna took him in his arms as he shook violently. Tears streamed down his face.
"Doctor what can I do to help you?" she asked.
"I don't know. I don't know what's happening. It, it can't be."
"What is it Doctor?"
"There's another one"
"Another what, Doctor?"
"Another Time Lord"