As she stepped inside the bedroom, the Doctor waited half a second, and followed. As he neared the corner, his timey wimey device went absolutely bananas.
He couldn't, for the life of him, figure out why. To the Doctor, there was nothing in the corner at all. He reached out his hand, and it connected with something metallic. A cloaking device, perhaps? Something against non-main-timestream occupants? He wondered if the woman he'd been speaking with could see it.
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Date: 2007-10-29 04:31 am (UTC)He couldn't, for the life of him, figure out why. To the Doctor, there was nothing in the corner at all. He reached out his hand, and it connected with something metallic. A cloaking device, perhaps? Something against non-main-timestream occupants? He wondered if the woman he'd been speaking with could see it.