We are carried down a maze of grey walls and prison cells. I have stopped fighting by now and I just slouch in the arms of the soldiers hoping the doctor has a way out of this.
I hear the doctor whispering to himself, "left, left, right, no wait! Left, right, left, left, right, ohhh no that's not it! Right, right, left, left…"
We begin to reach cells with average bars like the kind you would see on a procedural cop show. The many cells are filled with massive amounts of different species all depressed and reaching out towards us for help. We reach an empty cell next to a room occupied by what seemed to be a giant snail.
They open the gate and push us in and on the ground, then slam the gate shut. The doctor stands up and paces back and forth thinking to himself.
"Why, why, why would they want my sonic? It has no use to them, WAIT... no never mind. It's not a weapon it's a screwdriver why a screwdriver?"
"To fix things?" I chime in.
"No, no, don't be stupid. Wait, no, that's brilliant you're a genius!" The Doctor pinches my cheeks, in a way that seems condescending, well at least to me considering I'm already agitated with him.
"Simterans are a proud and hateful race, they would never let a human lead them! It's all psychologically connected, they are specifically programmed to take orders from the only being with the same memories and consciousness of their leader. When a leader dies, a Simteran with the equivalent intelligence and experience is chosen at random."
"How are we going to get out of here Doctor?" I say as I begin to get the notion The Doctor doesn't have a plan.
"What do you mean? We are not leaving until this situation is handled, we can't just get up and leave with a situation like this!" The doctor clearly states with disappointment.
"Oh great so we're just going to sit her rotting in a cell until everything is all butterflies and sunshine?! You are just ridiculous! You want to run around and save the universe, yet when you don't have your little special sonic screwdriver your idea of a plan is, sit in a cell and wait! You may be 1,000 years old but if you haven't checked lately, I'm not a timelord like you, I can't just sit around and waste my life! I came with you to get away from my boring uninteresting life, with my abusive father and absent mother because I wanted to be happy! Now I am just going to end up dead in a cell on a random spaceship in the middle of space!" I stare at the doctor with a furious anger burning in my eyes as I gasp for breathe after my angry tangent.
The Doctor stares at me with eyes wide open and his mouth down to his knees. He quietly and shyly mumbles out "I snagged the key to the cell on the way here."
Embarrassment suddenly rushes over me,
"Why did I say those things?" I say to myself. The doctor has never let me down why have I lost my faith in him now of all times? He reaches in his jacket pocket and pulls out a large odd shaped key and reaches around the bar to unlock the door.
He opens the door and waits holding it open for me to exit.
With my embarrassment drawn on my face, I put my head down and walk out the door as an awkward silence hovers over us.
The Doctor instantly starts pacing down the hallways quickly and without reason. As I struggle to keep up with him we come to a dead end,
"Doctor, Do you know where we're going?" I ask, aware of how rhetorical it was.
"Well I was kind of just hoping I would get lucky." The doctor mutters to himself. "Okay new plan," The doctor says as he starts running down the aisle hitting the prison bars as hard as he can.
"Come on Deb! Make some noise." He says to me with that smile on his face that basically yells "I'm smart, look at me,"
I follow him on the other side of the hallway hitting the bars and yelling.
After a few minutes of constant noise I hear soldiers making their way down the hallway. The loud stomping, the loud breathing, and grunting from afar.
"Let's go!" The Doctor says grabbing my arm and pulling me back to our cell.
The doctor softly pulls the gate to where it looks closed at a glance but can easily be pushed open.
"Deb, pretend to be worried!" The Doctor says quickly falling to the ground grasping his stomach letting out fake groans of pain.
Two soldiers holding very large guns, reach the cell and I quickly cling to the bars.
"Help him please, he needs a Doctor!" I yell out as I cling to the bars begging.
The Simterans pause and look at each other. One of them grunts and they both reach towards their belt loop for their keys.
Before they notice the keys are missing the doctor jumps up and swings open the door, knocking them both backwards.
He runs forward and grabs both the guns from their hands and tosses me one.
"Alright stop right there!" The Doctor says as he cocks the gun. I quickly aim the large gun at them pretending I have any clue how this thing works,
"Lead us to my blue box and nobody gets hurt." The Doctor says in the most intimidating voice I've ever heard from him.
They put up their hands and begin to lead us down the long hallways as The Doctor and I follow with our guns aimed at their backs.
We reach the Large opening we first landed the Tardis in, we are met with Tons of Simterans all barricading the entrance.
"Why didn't I think this would happen?" The Doctor says taking a step back.
He quickly aims his gun at a panel at the back wall and fires. In a quick burst of green light it hits the panel explodes and emits a large blast of sparks and the room falls dark.
"Run." The Doctor grabs my hand leading me left of the ship as I fight hard to let my eyes adjust to the pitch black room. The sound of many feet running behind us echoes throughout the room.
The Doctor quickly takes a left turn and up a flight up metal stairs, carefully helping me up.
"The Simterans have almost no sense of adjustment to light one of their great weaknesses, we have 15 minutes and 22 seconds till the backup generators kick on and we're exposed once again, so let's move quickly, yeah?"