While in Woodbury, the Governor was headed toward the scene. "Move aside, thank you, thank you." When he made his journey through the crowd he saw the bodies lie there. The Governor let out a long sigh. "Get these people out of here" he said to Milton.
"What do I say?" Milton asked.
The Governor gave out another long sigh and said, "Nevermind. I'll tell them." He walked on top of the wall, taking his chances hoping the shooters have left. "Ladies and gentlemen," he started in a loud, boom of a voice. The crowd ceased their murmuring and paid their attention to the Governor. For a moment, the Governor gloried in the attention and went on. "There has been an attack! Now, who would want to attack us?" He paused and let it sink into the audience's head, "terrorists! Ladies and gentlemen, don't assume because we live in this world that the only threat are the ones that rise from the dead. Let us refine ourselves and take up arms against these terrorists. None of us wants to be harassed and live in anymore fear than we already do. The purpose of this town is to recreate what once was. Let's get rid of these people!"
"You can sleep here," Carl said to the Doctor gesturing to a cell with a mattress in one of the beds. The Doctor thanked him and decided to give it a try. He walked to the bed and sat on it. He bounced up and down with a childish smile on his face, "ooh! Fun! Now all we need is a campfire and smores! We can sit around and tell stories. You ever heard of a Dalek?" Carl giggled then he quickly suppressed it. But he realized he hadn't laughed in a while. He wasn't going to say it, but he liked this strange man.
Night came along and Rory and Amy lie in the same cell together. The Doctor was awake in the cell Carl had given him. When he decided everyone was sleeping, he took out his sonic screwdriver and unlocked the cell door. He walked the halls of the prison and was reaching his TARDIS. Looking around and making sure no one was around, he unlocked the TARDIS door. He walked into the silent TARDIS and realized how often he heard that while in the TARDIS. He sat, thinking to himself. He was mostly concerned on how he was getting out. The TARDIS didn't work, therefore there wasn't really an escape plan. The Doctor didn't want to be here. This time, it seemed less of an adventure and more as a nightmare.
Finally deciding that was enough thinking, the Doctor asked "what do I do," in a low voice.
The TARDIS illuminated into it's familiar golden glow and the Doctor made for the controls. Still, they didn't work. The Doctor yelled for a little but, when finally, he was silenced by the appearance of an old friend. He looked and saw Donna.
"Who do you think that man is?" Glenn asked Maggie while they were in the watch tower.
"I don't know. Someone is far from home with his British accent, that's for sure."
"Yeah. He seems nice though. But it seems nowadays people don't care about that. They only care about 'will you take up a lot of food?' or 'can you shoot a gun?' 'have you killed anybody?'"
"Rick has to learn to be a little more generous, I think. I know he's trying to do it for the group, but if all of this goes back to the way things were, how does everybody go back to accepting each other?" Maggie felt a little sad, wishing the group never came to their farm, but she shook that off.
"Exactly. How am I supposed to ever trust prisoners now?" They both laughed. After finishing their laughter, they heard lots of movement over the bushes. Was it the Governor? Probably not, they'd be more quiet. Maggie and Glenn got up and aimed. It was a man. They looked at each other and nodded away. With their silencers on and their guns locked and loaded, in unison they shot and the man was killed.
"Donna?" the Doctor said in disbelief, but a moment later he had an idea of what she was about to say.
"I am not Donna Noble, I am a voice inter-" she started but the Doctor cut her off. Point was, the TARDIS was taking human form. The Doctor sat in his chair, leg over leg.
"So tell me. How do I get out of this one?" the Doctor asked.
In a more human, Donna style, less robotic sounding person she said "why can't you figure it out?"
Shocked, and now standing up, the Doctor said, "I'll have you know that throughout time and space, not once has this ever appeared in human existence!" The Doctor stepped back and realized what he had just said. "Someone is tampering with time."
"Good job, alien boy!" Donna yelled back. "How long did it take you figure that one out?"
"Oi! I just need to know what to do! This isn't my bag of doughnuts…"
"Your bag of what?"
"Nothing. I just thought that's what people said-"
"Well they surely don't."
"I get that now. But come on, you are all of space and time, why can't you tell me what happens?" the Doctor asked.
"Like you said," Donna leaned in closer and with a whisper, "someone is tampering with time."
A little disappointed and with the Doctor's disappointed on, he asked "well why can't you go anywhere?"
"What part of 'some is tampering with time' don't you understand?! I'm time locked! It's like if you're swimming in the ocean and you have one current flowing one way, and another current flowing the other way. Colliding against each other and you're right, smack in the middle of it. If you try to get out, you'll fail and drown. If you stay, you'll drown...I do love earth. It makes for perfect analogies." Donna said, smiling with her analogy.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, if I try to get out, I drown. If I stay, I drown."
The Doctor was a little shocked and now scared because there were, now, more important things at risk. "So...what do I need to do?"
"Well, if you were in that analogy, what would you want people to do?"
The Doctor thought on that for a moment. He thought of a lifeguard, but he could tell that wasn't what she meant. "I'd want someone to stop the flow of then current that's taking me out to sea."
"Good job, alien boy. I would have first said a lifeguard but you're correct. This time tampering, these 'zombies' are what is taking me out to sea. Stop this universe, and I can go."
"So re-write it? How am I supposed to do that when you're not working?"
"Ah I love you, alien boy."
"Tell me."
"Donna Noble has left the library," and at that, her hologram disappeared.
The TARDIS went back to being dark and the Doctor got ferociously angry. He left the TARDIS and when he did, he headed for his assigned bed. He lie there, staring up at the ceiling. Running through what just happened and tried his best to come up with a plan. He was stumped. A plan from scratch was never a plan. He needed a hint...then it all clicked. One bread crumb leads to the whole loaf. Her voice rang in his head, now very much excited, he was piecing things together, even though it was just a bread crumb. He was making plans to take his first step, all because of these echoing words: Donna Noble has left the library.