He was long gone, probably up the top of the Impressionist tower by now.
"Did you see which way he went?" I asked Jenny as she grabbed my arm. She shook her head.
"Do we split up?"
"There are at least three different ways that he could have gone." I explained. "And only two of us."
"But what about River?" She asked. We both looked back but she wasn't anywhere to be seen.
"Great. So we have someone else to look for. We're going to have to split up." I looked at her, her smile only just starting to fade. "I'll go and look for River." I started back the way we had just come, looking at everyone in the market. I turned back, but Jenny had already ran off in one direction or another.
I looked at everyone but none of them were River or even had a passing resemblance. I sighed, wondering if she went back to the TARDIS. When she wasn't there and the door didn't budge, I decided to go back and look for anyone that I knew, deciding not to be too fussy.
"Stay still." A man said from behind me. He was pressing something into my back.
"That better be a gun!" I yelled, turning my head slightly so that I could get a better look.
"Keep quiet." He ordered, pushing me forward.
"Who are you?" I asked. "I mean that gun is hardly local."
"Well I'm about as local as you are." He smirked, shoving me forward.
I opened a door in the wall, gasping at what I saw inside. Through the darkness I could just about make out River's figure; she was on the floor, unconscious. "Found her." I muttered under my breath.
"Keep going." He ordered, the room lighting up. It looked like a downgraded version of the Doctor's ship, as if it had been made in a completely different decade.
"Very 60s." I smiled. "Timelord?"
The man nodded. "I used to know the Doctor rather well. But we had a little dispute over ethics and we haven't exactly seen eye to eye since then. Now, I hide away from the rest of them, lurking in the undergrowth of history."
"Like some rodent?" He didn't like that, smacking his gun into me. As I fell, I noticed another room, just off of the console area. It was full of artefacts throughout the ages, all shining as if they had only just been made. "So are you some sort of time-travelling art thief?"
"I suppose that's better than 'Time Meddler'." He laughed, looking down at me. "How many more of you are there?"
River must have told him that there were others. I sighed, saying that it was just the two of us and the Doctor. At least that way Jenny would still be safe.
"Wrong answer." He said, walking away from me. I heard him leave the ship and the darkness came. I crawled back the way I had came, bumping into her. I shook her, hoping she would wake up.
"River?" I hissed in what I hoped was her ear.
"Huh?" She sounded half asleep. I shook her again. "What is it Donna?" That was better.
"There is something very important that I need to tell you." I said, suddenly hearing the sound of gas filling the room.
"It's happening again." she said. So this was why she was unconscious.
"River, listen to me." I reached out for her hand. "In the future, you will meet me and the Doctor again. I need you to do something for me, for us."
I felt her hand clasp around mine. "What?"
"Pretend. It's all very complex. I can't quite get my head around it." As I explained how she hadn't exactly recognised us when we met in the Library, I felt myself get dizzy. I made sure to leave out the ending to my story, along with any other spoilers for her.
"I understand." She said weakly. "Timey wimey."
And then, we both passed out.