"Dunno," the Doctor says, kneeling down and unlacing his trainers. He tugs them and his four pairs of socks off and pads barefoot towards the water, too. "Holiday, maybe? Some sort of celebration in town?"

He has a funny suspicion that's not what it is, but he's trying very hard to ignore it. It's altogether far too quiet out here. It would be peaceful, he supposes, if it didn't make his hair stand on end.