[Over the sounds of things sparking and metal smashing against metal, the low , sickly thrum of the Heart of the Tardis can be heard just faintly, followed by a fast-paced and excited voice.]

Rose! Wherever you are, get back here quickly. I may be able to fix her!

The video feed inside The Tardis clicks on. The Doctor is leaning on the console. He doesn't look his usual self. His clothing is still tattered and frayed and his eyes are dull and tired. When he finally decides to look at the lens, he looks as though he means to say something, but he just shakes his head and clicks the video off.

This city never ceases to be a mystery of impossible things.

( [Private - Rose] )

Rose! Traffic has increased, we should go out and see what all the fuss is about. Ready for some more adventures?