And, as the Doctor had anticipated, the creature decided to crawl across Jack's back. The Doctor opened his mouth to cry 'now', but the monster in the quicksand pulled back so suddenly he found his face buried in mud.

He scrambled to take in a breath of air. "Jack, now!"

The creature made another tug. The Doctor flipped over again, face back in the quicksand. And again, before his upper torso went under the liquid, too.

"Jack!" This was very bad. This was really, really, really bad. This could absolutely not be the way he died. He'd been through so much worse! Quicksand and a tentacle monster??

Then, he heard the gunshots.