CHRYSALIS

42

The Doctor is using his sonic screwdriver on Martha's phone.

He walks around the center console, still working, "There we go! Universal Roaming. Never have to worry about a signal again!" He throws the phone back to Martha, who catches it with one hand.

The Doctor begins to press buttons on the console.

"No way! But it's... too mad! You're telling me I can call anyone, anywhere in Space and Time on my mobile?!" Martha asks.

"As long as you know the area code." I grin, glancing at the Doctor, "Frequent Fliers' privilege." I pull out my phone, "I've got it too. Go on. Try it."

Martha begins to dial.

The Tardis jolts suddenly, throwing all three of us to the floor. The monitor is flashing red.

"Distress signal! Locking on!" With his foot, the Doctor activates a switch on the console, "Might be a bit of..."

Another violent jolt sends us all flying again. Then, all is still.

The Doctor sits up, "Turbulence. Sorry!"

He runs towards the door, while Martha and I stand up.

"Come on, girls! Let's take a look!"

We run after him.

The doors open and the Doctor walks out, "Whoa! Now that is hot!"

Martha and I step out.

"Whoa! It's like a sauna in here!" Martha takes off her jacket.

The Doctor looks at a piece of equipment, "Venting systems. Working at full pelt. Trying to cool down..." He stands up straight again, "Uh, wherever it is we are. Well! If you can't stand the heat..." He walks towards a heavy-duty door, opens it, and walks through, "Well, that's better..."
"Oi! You three!"
"Get out of there!"
"Seal that door! Now!"

Two men quickly seal the door, just after Martha and I step out.

"Who are you? What are you doing on my ship?" The woman asks.

"Are you the police?"

"Why would we be police?" The Doctor asks.

"We got your distress signal." I say.

"If this is a ship, why can't I hear any engines?"
"It went dead four minutes ago."

"So maybe we should stop chatting and get to engineering. Captain."
The computer voice announces, "Secure closure active."
A clang sounds behind the woman and she looks, "What?!"

"The ship's gone mad."
There's another woman running down the corridor, doors slamming shut behind her.

"Who activated secure closure? I nearly got locked into area 27." The closest door slams shut locking all of us into area 29, "Who are you?"
The Doctor goes to answer, but Martha cuts him off.

She sounds distracted, "He's the Doctor, that's Abby and I'm Martha. Hello." She begins to walk forward. It looks like she's possessed.

I immediately walk over to the window where she's headed.

"Doctor!" I shout.

The Doctor runs over and looks out the window.

"Forty-two minutes until we crash into the sun."

The Doctor runs away from the window, over to the Captain, and grabs her arm, "How many crew members are on board?"
"Seven, including us."

One of the men starts to speak only to be interrupted by the Doctor.