something! Get... get me out of here!' But he seemed to be in an impossible situation, for he was completely isolated by the weed and foam which prevented his escape in any direction.
'Stay where you are, Jamie!' yelled the Doctor frantically.
'Hold on!'
As the Doctor was speaking, Victoria suddenly clasped here head, as if about to swoon. 'The pressure... Doctor... my head... ' She was struggling to breath. 'I can't stand... the pressure... '
The Doctor caught hold of Victoria just as she was on the point of collapse. 'No, Victoria!' He pulled her back into the hall, and shook her violently by the shoulders. 'Come on now, Victoria! Deep breath!' Victoria's head rolled from side to side as she struggled to revive. Gradually, her strength returned, and she was able to stand on her own two feet again. 'Good girl!' said the Doctor, patting Victoria's cheeks reassuringly with his hands. 'Now - quick! Help me!'
'Doctor!' Jamie's calls from the kitchen were becoming more desperate. 'Hurry... '
The Doctor returned to the kitchen door and shouted back.
'Hold on, Jamie! Hold on!' He rushed out into the hall again to look for something that would aid Jamie's escape. He settled on a pair of long curtains that were hanging up at the hall window. 'Help me, Victoria - quick!' With Victoria's help, he ripped down the curtains, and tied them together in a huge knot lengthways. 'Stay here!'
'Doctor... ' Jamie's voice was becoming weaker as he began to droop under the pressure of the toxic fumes and overpowering sound of the heartbeat.
'Don't let it beat you now, Jamie!' yelled the Doctor from the doorway. 'Wake up!'
Jamie did not reply. His body was gradually crumpling dangerously close to the edge of the table, where the weed tendrils were waiting for him.
This time the Doctor shouted as loud and as firmly as he could.
'Wake up, Jamie!' Jamie was sinking fast and could not respond. 'Do as I say!' yelled the Doctor. 'Wake up!' Jamie suddenly snapped back into life again, and rubbed his eyes. 'That's it, Jamie! That's it! Quick now! Take the other end!' The Doctor swung one end of the curtain round and round his head, and threw it across to Jamie who caught it at the first attempt. 'Tie it to the leg of the table, Jamie, Hurry!'
It was no easy task for Jamie to tie the end of the curtain to the table leg, for the seaweed clumps seemed determined to drag him down into the sea. But he was finally able to give a weak signal to the Doctor that he had secured the end of the curtain to the table leg.
'Right!' yelled the Doctor. 'Now hold on!'
The Doctor spit on both his hands, took hold of the other end of the curtain, and with all the strength he could muster, pulled the table with Jamie on it, inch by inch towards the door. It was a slow, tense movement, which seemed to provoke the seaweed clumps into a squealing rage. The more the table moved, the more their tendrils tried to reach up and curl themselves around Jamie's legs.
Finally, Jamie's ordeal came to an end. As soon as the table reached the open door the Doctor and Victoria dragged him from it, and supported him out into the hall.
'Let's get out of here!' yelled the Doctor, as the foam and weed rapidly overflowed into the hall after them, bubbling, pulsating, and squirming with aggressive life...
Harris looked around Robson's cabin in total disbelief. Only a few minutes earlier the place had been a mass of bubbling white foam, and the ventilator grille jammed with the enormous figure of the Weed Creature.
'But it was here I tell you,' said the bewildered Harris, his eyes darting to every corner of the room. 'I saw it!'
Van Lutyens was only partly sceptical. 'Did you?'
'It was trying to get into the room from the grille up there. A huge, hideous creature with long tendrils... like a... like a gigantic octopus. It could move... it was alive... Van Lutyens ignored him. He was too busy looking around the room. 'You don't believe me, do you!' snapped Harris.
'On
'Stay where you are, Jamie!' yelled the Doctor frantically.
'Hold on!'
As the Doctor was speaking, Victoria suddenly clasped here head, as if about to swoon. 'The pressure... Doctor... my head... ' She was struggling to breath. 'I can't stand... the pressure... '
The Doctor caught hold of Victoria just as she was on the point of collapse. 'No, Victoria!' He pulled her back into the hall, and shook her violently by the shoulders. 'Come on now, Victoria! Deep breath!' Victoria's head rolled from side to side as she struggled to revive. Gradually, her strength returned, and she was able to stand on her own two feet again. 'Good girl!' said the Doctor, patting Victoria's cheeks reassuringly with his hands. 'Now - quick! Help me!'
'Doctor!' Jamie's calls from the kitchen were becoming more desperate. 'Hurry... '
The Doctor returned to the kitchen door and shouted back.
'Hold on, Jamie! Hold on!' He rushed out into the hall again to look for something that would aid Jamie's escape. He settled on a pair of long curtains that were hanging up at the hall window. 'Help me, Victoria - quick!' With Victoria's help, he ripped down the curtains, and tied them together in a huge knot lengthways. 'Stay here!'
'Doctor... ' Jamie's voice was becoming weaker as he began to droop under the pressure of the toxic fumes and overpowering sound of the heartbeat.
'Don't let it beat you now, Jamie!' yelled the Doctor from the doorway. 'Wake up!'
Jamie did not reply. His body was gradually crumpling dangerously close to the edge of the table, where the weed tendrils were waiting for him.
This time the Doctor shouted as loud and as firmly as he could.
'Wake up, Jamie!' Jamie was sinking fast and could not respond. 'Do as I say!' yelled the Doctor. 'Wake up!' Jamie suddenly snapped back into life again, and rubbed his eyes. 'That's it, Jamie! That's it! Quick now! Take the other end!' The Doctor swung one end of the curtain round and round his head, and threw it across to Jamie who caught it at the first attempt. 'Tie it to the leg of the table, Jamie, Hurry!'
It was no easy task for Jamie to tie the end of the curtain to the table leg, for the seaweed clumps seemed determined to drag him down into the sea. But he was finally able to give a weak signal to the Doctor that he had secured the end of the curtain to the table leg.
'Right!' yelled the Doctor. 'Now hold on!'
The Doctor spit on both his hands, took hold of the other end of the curtain, and with all the strength he could muster, pulled the table with Jamie on it, inch by inch towards the door. It was a slow, tense movement, which seemed to provoke the seaweed clumps into a squealing rage. The more the table moved, the more their tendrils tried to reach up and curl themselves around Jamie's legs.
Finally, Jamie's ordeal came to an end. As soon as the table reached the open door the Doctor and Victoria dragged him from it, and supported him out into the hall.
'Let's get out of here!' yelled the Doctor, as the foam and weed rapidly overflowed into the hall after them, bubbling, pulsating, and squirming with aggressive life...
Harris looked around Robson's cabin in total disbelief. Only a few minutes earlier the place had been a mass of bubbling white foam, and the ventilator grille jammed with the enormous figure of the Weed Creature.
'But it was here I tell you,' said the bewildered Harris, his eyes darting to every corner of the room. 'I saw it!'
Van Lutyens was only partly sceptical. 'Did you?'
'It was trying to get into the room from the grille up there. A huge, hideous creature with long tendrils... like a... like a gigantic octopus. It could move... it was alive... Van Lutyens ignored him. He was too busy looking around the room. 'You don't believe me, do you!' snapped Harris.
'On
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