Follows
this.
Smack.
Jack landed on the marbled floor with an unceremonious fall.
"Yeah, but you missed it," he said finishing the sentiment the Doctor started before he activated the manipulator.
He pulled himself up from the floor and stretched himself out, looking over to the Doctor to make sure he was okay and all in one piece.
"We're about 800 years to the left," he said as he checked his wrist strap. "Set it on random, thought it'd be more fun that way."
He grinned over at him, and stretched his neck out a little more as he looked around.
What he saw, was nothing short of spectacular.
The walls looked to be made of stone and were decorated with gargoyles and elaborate gold filigree flourishes. Ahead of them, up on the wall, was a vast round glass stain window. Small lights illuminated it around the circle, but just about visible through the other side was the vague starlight in the distance. They were still in space, not on a planet surface.
"Well this is new... what is this, some sort of space monastery?"