"I don't know!" the Doctor replies. He grabs for his coat, but it's quickly pulled away from him by the torrent of water. His sonic is still in that coat!
Another rush of water comes in, and he finds himself losing his footing. The leather chair and the lamp are washed away, and the light from the lamp flickers again, the room quickly going completely dark, and then illuminated by the dying bulb.
"Block the water!" he tries. "Help me move this bookshelf!"
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Date: 2010-06-23 05:51 am (UTC)Another rush of water comes in, and he finds himself losing his footing. The leather chair and the lamp are washed away, and the light from the lamp flickers again, the room quickly going completely dark, and then illuminated by the dying bulb.
"Block the water!" he tries. "Help me move this bookshelf!"
It's all he can think will work.