The least of their problems indeed. The Doctor's eyes widened as he opened the door to the bedroom. The source of the distress signal, a small mechanical device, attached to what appeared to be a timed device. What it did, the Doctor didn't know. 2:20, it blinked at him. 2:19. 2:18
He darted from the room to the kitchen.
"Eroding acidic mucuses...coupled with the device I just found in the bedroom...I'd say this wasn't a distress signal, but a trap."
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Date: 2007-10-13 08:19 pm (UTC)He darted from the room to the kitchen.
"Eroding acidic mucuses...coupled with the device I just found in the bedroom...I'd say this wasn't a distress signal, but a trap."
The door to the hotel room slammed shut.