As best as I could gather from what Hana was telling me, the Doctor and Maen had entered the building.

"Hold it!" they were stopped, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, hello." this was clearly the Doctor, "I'm the Doctor. And you are?"

"I am telling you you... shouldn't be here." I assume this other person said "unauthorized to be here", but since Hana was telling me what she was hearing, she had to resort to para-phrasing every now and again.

"I don't care. You're in grave danger." this sudden burst of negativity, it could only be Maen.

"Calm down, Maen." the Doctor said, "Tell me, you ever run into anyone plastic?"

There was a silence. I was about to ask Hana what was happening, until she said: "He asked you something!"

That cleared it up for me, but not for Emma.

"Is she making this up as she goes?" she asked.

Before I could give her any answer, there was a scream, which originated from outside. All three of us looked in the direction of the window. Shocked, Emma walked towards the window to look outside.

"Hana, what's happening to the Doctor?" I asked her.

Remembering what she had been doing so far, she closed her eyes again: "There's... there's this whizzing sound. And... a thud... many thuds... and something hissing."

"Um..." Emma spoke, then snapped her fingers to draw my attention. Of course she would, as I hadn't told her my name yet. I came to her and looked out the window. Several people were running away from what looked like shop mannequins. Sure, the Doctor may have explained to me that the Nestine are living plastic, so it would make sense if plastic mannequins would be walking about the streets of Tel Aviv, but even though it made sense logically, it was still a weird sight to witness. These... dolls, were walking like marionettes. Slowly, yet somehow still intimidating. Their hands opened, revealing what looked like guns.

"Get down!" Emma shouted, as she pushed me down to the floor.

Just as we both hit the ground, the window shattered, above us, causing Hana to scream.

"I hate to state the obvious..." I said, "... but your office isn't safe anymore."

Immediately, Emma got up: "Come on, we better take my car."

We both got up, told Hana to come with us, and we left the room.

As we ran to Emma's car, I was beginning to understand what Hana was talking about earlier. She described hearing some whizzing and hissing sounds, along with a few thuds. It sounded like Maen had to use her light-saber. In other words, whatever was going down around here, something similar was happening to the Doctor.

"What's going on with the Doc?" I asked Hana while we were running.

"That man from before, he's saying something." she replied, "Come quietly or the whole town will suffer."

I bumped into Emma, but that was because she had stopped abruptly.

"What are you..." I began, but then I looked in front of us. Three of these mannequins were coming at us.

"Emma, which way is your car?" I asked.

"Behind them." she replied.

"Of course it is." I snarked.

All three of them opened their hands, revealing their guns, and... did nothing. They didn't shoot, but didn't move either.

"What are they doing?" Emma wondered.

"Hana?" I turned to her.

"The Doctor just agreed to come with this man." she replied.

I understood what was going on: "Of course. They knew the Doc would try something, so they threatened to kill the whole city unless he cooperated."

"And they just agreed with it?" Emma couldn't understand.

"I'm not sure if they agreed." I said, "I mean, the Doc did say they're just plastic, following the demands of one consciousness."

"So these are just automatons?"

Automatons? Quite a word to describe them, I thought to myself. But then, I suppose it was more accurate than saying living mannequins.

"Yes, I suppose they are just... Autons." I replied, instantly trying to use an easier word to describe them, "So, what's happening?"

"The Doctor just used your phone. He's calling me."

He still hadn't figured out we were listening in on him? He may know much, but clearly he wasn't omniscient: "What does he say?"

"Nothing." she replied, "He's just... calling me."

Now what is he up to?