As the white light faded Sara blinked her eyes, immediately getting ready for a fight. Instead she looked at the somewhat well-furnished room she found herself in.
"What just happened," she asked, suspiciously.
"Simple teleportation spell," said John smugly. "Short ranged, but enough to confuse them for the time being."
"That's right," said the Doctor. "Forgot that magic existed in this universe... well, I say magic, but sufficiently advanced technology and all that."
"So where are we?" asked Sara.
"Walt Disney's private apartment," said the Doctor, peering through the window at the street below. "Been here a few times, he could make a brilliant cheese toastie... Sorry, no, hang on, need to focus. What do we know so far?"
"That a bunch of strange beings are dressed like Disney characters and Roy Disney is their leader?" volunteered Sara.
"Yes, that's most unusual. Also don't smoke." The Doctor's hand suddenly flicked out and grabbed the cigarette John was putting into his mouth. "You don't want to get ash all over his lovely carpet."
"I think you'll find old Walt was a smoker," said John.
"Still doesn't mean you should go round making a mess," said the Doctor, tossing the cigarette in the bin. "Besides, the smell makes it difficult to concentrate. Now the Autons have obviously kept the real Roy alive, which means they've probably kept Walt alive as well."
"Really?" asked Sara.
"Well, it'd be nice if they did," said the Doctor. "Would certainly put a damper on our day if they hadn't. But it's more likely that they need him, need them, for something... But what could Autons want with a theme park?"
"Perfect place for them to blend in?" offered John. "I mean most people don't think that there's anyone under the costumes to begin with."
"Yes, but then why kidnap people? And what's those reports of missing children we heard from Gideon... Come on, we need to do some more searching."
"And how do we get out of here?" asked Sara. The Doctor's face lit up.
"We're in a fire station, aren't we?" she said, giddily leading them to a fire-pole, before being the first one to slide down. Fortunately the area they landed in was free of any monsters.
Carefully the three of them crept to the backstage area, eyes peeled. With the coast clear, the Doctor made an immediate beeline for one unconscious worker, checking the man's pulse.
"Out cold," she said. "It's almost as if they've been hypnotized or something."
"There's another two over here Doctor," said Sara, checking their pulse.
"I suspect that it'll be something common across the park," said the Doctor. "Everyone here is unconscious... But a powerful psychic attack would leave some marks in the surrounding area... unless."
The Doctor pulled out her sonic and scanned the man, checking the readings.
"Doctor?" said a friendly voice. The three turned to see Ray and Ryan running over to them.
"What's going on?" continued Ryan, checking the people around them.
"According to the sonic they're trapped in the same mental projection," said the Doctor. "Something has somehow managed to tap into their psyche and bring them all into the same place at the same time. It can't be that sophisticated though, group this big, so it must be trapping them there with something... No doubt their greatest desire. I've seen it before you know. Actually fairly common, surprisingly enough. Or maybe that's just my luck."
"So what do we do?" ask Ray.
"I think the best thing to do will be to get in there and talk to them ourselves," said the Doctor. "Hopefully figure out what's behind all this. In which case we'd need somewhere to hide..."
"The apartment?" suggested Sara.
"No, too risky... I think John and I should go to the castle, and you three check out Tom Sawyer's Island."
"No!" said Ryan and Ray unanimously.
"I mean," said Ray, "we should stick together. You know, for safety."
"But of course," said the Doctor, pulling a bag of jelly babies from her pocket.
"Catch," she said suddenly, throwing the bag at Ryan, who caught it effortlessly. Without saying a word the Doctor pulled an orange out of her pocket and threw it, Ryan once again catching it with ease. The yo yo that followed it also proved to be no trouble for him.
"Oh dear," she said, putting herself in front of John and Sara. "Still, they're alive. And I warn you, you do not want to hurt my friends. There's nothing I wouldn't do for them."
"I'm afraid you've completely lost me love," said John.
"They're Autons," said the Doctor. "I've never seen Ryan be that confident with his catches."
"So what's the plan?" said Sara, as the two men opposite her suddenly went emotionless, hands turning into flat chopping blocks.
"Figure out what the Autons are doing, how the mental links is being operated, shut it down and give the Autons the boot, and save everyone just in time for dinner."
"I mean for getting out of this situation."
"Well, hadn't thought that far ahead, I was thinking more big term."
"Better think of something fast love," as the Autons stalked closer, ready to take them out for good.