Merry stood on the balcony leading from her room in the north tower. Her brow was scrunched up in worry as the air round her felt unsettled - so she started singing ~Liiiiveee Wake up waaaakeee up and let the clooooaaaak of life, cling to your booones, cling to your booones.~ She continued to repeat the song hoping something would happen as she concentrated on sending the song to someone who will hear and respond. Being the queen of years she felt something bad was coming and they needed help.
Did you hear that? It was not him who was going insane - oh so suddenly as his signal was broken. From his pocket, he flipped out his sonic, twitching around a bit to find where the signal was coming from, and what, exactly, it was. He found it, dropping his sonic suddenly. Oh, you have got to be joking. The Doctor grabbed his coat, "Rory! I will be back. You stay safe." A glance around the kitchen. Of course, he rolled his eyes. Work. Human-y stuff that he could not get used to. The phone was thrown onto the couch, and he made his way quickly into the TARDIS. Levers, buttons, and the blue boringers (which had been used a lot more, now,) were being pushed, as he slammed the phone into the tracking device, it sparked. The TARDIS didn't like that, he found, as he was thrown onto the ground, with an oomph!"We really have to get stabilisers for you, dear," he chuckled, and the TARDIS hummed as they landed.
"Alright, what have we got this time.." with a quick maneuver, he made his way onto his feet, brushing himself off and jogging to the doors. Slowly he opened the door, keeping the suspense of where he was. But, that was interrupted, by the phone dropping from the tracker and landing on the floor, it was on speaker now and it was hell of a loud.While covering his ears, he was shoved from the TARDIS with an unseen force, and landed on his stomach, which knocked the wind from him. He could hear the TARDIS de-materialising again as he got to his knees, and whined.
