The Doctor stood in the middle of a desert that shouldn’t exist. One moment, he was on a double-decker bus in London; the next, he was staring at a sky the color of a bruised plum and sand that felt like powdered glass.
Beside him, Lady Christina de Souza brushed dust off her expensive leather jacket. She didn't look terrified. She looked bored.
"Listen to me!" the Doctor shouted, his voice cutting through the heat. "This sand is abrasive. It'll get into your lungs. Back inside. Now!" [S0E13] Planet of the Dead
: It introduces the prophecy of the Doctor’s "song ending," setting the stage for his eventual regeneration.
They soared toward the shrinking blue rift in the sky. Behind them, the first of the stingrays slammed into the sand where the bus had been seconds before. The Doctor stood in the middle of a
The Doctor stepped off the bus, looking back at the shimmering air as the rift snapped shut. He had saved the world again, but as he watched Christina being led away by the police (only to make a daring escape using a jetpack), his expression saddened.
The bus hit the rift like a diver hitting water. There was a moment of blinding white light, a jolt that threw everyone to the floor, and then—the smell of rain and diesel. She didn't look terrified
They raced back to the bus. While the Doctor reconfigured the engine using his sonic screwdriver and Christina’s stolen trinkets, the passengers stepped up. Nathan used his knowledge of structural engineering to help brace the chassis, and Angela kept everyone calm, distributing what little water they had.