The strange woman was right. Yenna was terrified. She thought she had been paralyzed like that man who had broken his spine three years ago. And then she realized that she wasn't breathing. Her heart wasn't even beating. By all rights, she should be dead. She couldn't understand why she wasn't dead any more than remember what had attacked her. She had lain there until morning, and then through noontime, when the planet's star began to descend in the sky, just waiting to be discovered. But she wasn't discovered, until she had heard the strange woman approach and heard her shout for a doctor. Her eyes were closed; she couldn't see who had come to find her, but she didn't recognize their voices, and though she understood everything they said, it sounded strange, and they (especially the man) used words she couldn't fathom. All she could understand was that at first they thought she was dead, and then realized that they knew she was still conscious. She could feel the man's fingertips brush her cheek and then in a moment he lifted her up. She wondered where they were taking her, but she had no way of letting them know that. And she had no way of letting them know about her sick child either.
The rocking sensation that told her she was being carried stopped suddenly. She heard a strange noise, a creaking noise, one she had never heard the likes of. (Actually, it was the TARDIS door opening, but Yenna's society used dried grasses as door curtains, they didn't have actual doors.) After a few more steps, Yenna felt herself be set down in a sitting position against something solid. The man's voice said something directly to her. It was a very kind voice. "Now I don't know who you are or what happened to you, and I know you have no way of answering me, but if you concentrate really, really hard, just think your name. Think it as loud as you can, and I'll be able to understand." Yenna felt his hands rest gently against her temples and his forehead press against hers. "Ready? And go." Yenna, she thought hard. Yenna. Then she tried to put across how very frightened she was, and that her daughter was all alone. She hoped he understood. Something just about his voice made her think he would.
"Well?" the strange woman said. "Is she in there?"
"Donna, hush," the man replied. In Yenna's mind, the man's voice sounded clear, though he hadn't actually spoken. Hello, he said. I'm the Doctor. This is Donna. We're friends. You name is Yenna. You've been hurt, and we're going to try and help you. Don't be scared, it'll be alright. We'll find your daughter, I promise. Okay?
Although for some reason, Yenna couldn't arrange her thoughts as words like the Doctor had, she tried to focus on how grateful she was for his kindness. He replied instantly. You're very welcome, Yenna, helping people is sort of a day job for us. Now, I'm going to try and find the memories of how you got this way. Don't be frightened, I won't pry into anything I shouldn't. I just want to help. She could feel the memories of last night called to the front of her mind, although she hadn't thought about them. It was frightening, but she tried to just let the Doctor do whatever it was he was doing. She didn't resist. The memories retreated. Thank you, the Doctor said, and then he was gone from her mind.