"Ave, Summer bonus" shouted Claudius as he screeched to a halt inside the centurion's tent and sent the Doctor flying straight into a Roman urn, knocking him unconscious, "I know the Gaul's secret, a magic potion!"
Summer bonus was ecstatic at the news and ordered him to fight Pectoralis Maximus, the camp's choice for the Olympic boxing competition trails. Pectoralis laughed as he saw Claudius approach, "Ave, Minimus", he said, trying to keep a straight face, "those who are about to die, salute you!" Thirty seconds later, Pectoralis approached the Centurion. "I'd like a broom" he lisped, "not that heavy a broom"
The Centurion was amazed and asked Claudius if he knew what the potion was made from. Claudius shook his head. The camp doctor was called and he suggested that it might be worth opening Claudius up and having a poke around inside. Claudius objected strongly to the idea and clonked the physician on the head for good measure.
"Well" said summer bonus, "You're strong all right, but how long for?"
"I've no idea," replied Claudius, picking up a nearby rock
"Keep holding that rock," said summer bonus as he clicked for his seat, "when it gets too heavy then the potion will have worn off!"
"Oh, my head!" groaned the Doctor, as he woke up, "I feel like I've gone fifteen rounds with a Cyberman". As his vision cleared, the Doctor soon realised where he was. He was inside one of the Roman camps that surrounded the village. "Mmm, Totorum, if my memory serves me right. Yes, Totorum, they use red as their colour". He tried to stand up but found his arms and legs bound together. "Darn" he thought, "and the sonic screwdriver is no good either". Then he remembered that he hadn't got it anymore and he quietly cursed the Tertiptils for destroying it back in 1660's England.
He heard a voice from outside and managed to see where it was coming from. It was coming from the Roman who had kidnapped him. He was holding up a rock which seemed to be getting too much for him and a few seconds later, it came crashing down on him and was closely followed by a very muscular looking Roman who started to use him as a sparring partner. Out of the corner of his eye, the Doctor could see the Centurion ordering someone to the tent where he was being held. The Doctor closed his eyes and feigned sleeping. A very big bearded man, carrying a weird set of implements ranging from a barrel of water with a teat on the end of a pipe to a short sword, waked him up. "Good afternoon" he said, politely, "My name is Torturous, and I'll be your torturer for today!"