The Doctor paced around in his console room, pondering what he could do next. For once in his life, there was nothing to do, for once in his life, he was free to do whatever he pleased. The Doctor started off the day taking a bath, but then again, it unsettled him because he had absolutely N O T H I N G to do. The last time he had time off, he had painted a fence, played hacky sack and managed to hit 5 million. But still, that only amounted to an hour of his time. The Doctor had finished his bath, and checked his psychic paper. He noticed a message, "Please, help me, please." The Doctor grinned, ran around his console, turning knobs, flipping switches, and pushing a few buttons. Finally after a moments hesitation, he pulled the lever.