The Doctor grinned as he began striding down the corridor, staring at the floor. Coming to an abrupt halt halfway down the corridor he lifted his head and frowned, turning on the spot to take in his surroundings. Something wasn't right. A glint of blue paint caught his eye from an alcove behind him, and he turned around to find himself outside the TARDIS. The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief and began grinning again.

"Y'know, I could have sworn I didn't leave you here," he said, stepping back to look that TARDIS over, "either my memory's going or you've started following me around, old girl". Satisfied that the outside of the TARDIS was as it should have been, he stepped inside. "And there's nothing wrong with my memory. It's only nine hundred years old," he paused and shuffled his feet guiltily, "well, give or take a few years…" A blinking light on the control panel distracted him momentarily, and he crossed the room to look. Sighing, he decided that it was nothing to worry about, and flicked a few random switches to stop the light. It was only then that he stood up and looked around in complete silence. And it was complete silence. The Doctor put a hand to his head and tried to concentrate for even the slightest noise, a sign that he wasn't alone. Maybe being in the TARDIS would somehow allow others to feel his presence. It was a vain hope, the Doctor knew. He rested his notebook on the panel and flicked more switches as he acknowledged to himself that he didn't know where he could go from here. He sighed again and slumped to the floor with his back resting against the control panel.

"I like what you've done to the place," he commented wryly. At least the glowing, almost organic, interior was more comforting than the haunting gothic creation of the past. Not that he didn't feel slightly hurt that he hadn't been allowed to choose the interior. But, he noticed, still no mirror. Sleep crept up on the Doctor as he sat there, soothing him with the gentle hum of the TARDIS in flight. Through the haze of tiredness, the Doctor vaguely thought that this was odd. He didn't remember setting any co-ordinates. He reassured himself, you're getting paranoid…