‘We can’t go in there. The signs say NO TRESPASSING.’
‘Oh, quit worrying. Signs are made to be ignored’
‘Yeah , only by you’ Donna muttered under her breath, as the Doctor whipped out his sonic screwdriver from his coat pocket. He pointed it to the large brass padlock attached to the black wrought iron gates, and they swung easily open.
‘Ha!’ The Doctor grinned at Donna, pleased. His victory was short lived, as a loud booming alarm started to sound.
The Doctor and Donna gave each other a look, and the Doctor tugged Donna by the hand.
‘RUN!’ he yelled, and as they set off, he could hear Donna’s bellow.
‘I told you that we couldn’t go in there!’