05.
[There is a box on the Plane.
At first glance, it looks entirely unremarkable. It is about six feet long, made of dull, tarnished bronze, and it would be entirely reminiscent of a coffin, if not for the odd humming that it emits. The edges are worn smooth with Time, and it is obviously very, very old.
It also happens to be floating three feet off the ground of its own accord.
Next to the box is Omega, once again in the Doctor’s cricketing uniform (sans the celery), and looking ridiculously pleased. Take a picture, folks, because the elusive happy!Omega is rarely seen in the wild.
Gallifreyans might recognise the box for what it really is. Anyone else, though, if free to wonder why the hell the weirdo in cricketing gear brought a floating coffin to the Plane.]
At first glance, it looks entirely unremarkable. It is about six feet long, made of dull, tarnished bronze, and it would be entirely reminiscent of a coffin, if not for the odd humming that it emits. The edges are worn smooth with Time, and it is obviously very, very old.
It also happens to be floating three feet off the ground of its own accord.
Next to the box is Omega, once again in the Doctor’s cricketing uniform (sans the celery), and looking ridiculously pleased. Take a picture, folks, because the elusive happy!Omega is rarely seen in the wild.
Gallifreyans might recognise the box for what it really is. Anyone else, though, if free to wonder why the hell the weirdo in cricketing gear brought a floating coffin to the Plane.]