"Any idea?" said Del. "Not a bit. Well, I know the Doctor's abducted - or rescued - us, because of circumstance suspiciously like those in the Hitch-Hiker's Guide. I also know you must have told him to rescue me, or he wouldn't have done. Apart from that, no."
"Oh." Alipix stared at the floor, trying to work out what to do next. "Have you got your towel?" she asked suddenly.
"Er, no," replied Del. "Should I have? I didn't exactly get a chance to pack..."
"Oh. Well, it might have come in useful. Perhaps the Doctor's got a spare..."
"Well, I'm not asking him!" Del wasn't sure about many things but she was sure about that. "You can ask, but he scares the living daylights out of me. I mean, he's not even real!" She shook her head, trying to dismiss the thoughts. "This is all just a dream. I'll wake up in a minute."
"I'm afraid you won't," said Alli gently. "Come on, look out of the window." They moved towards the door but the Doctor stepped forward.
"Oh no you don't," he said firmly. "Not that window. Not now."
"Why?" said Alipix, sounding very determined. "What's wrong with looking out of the window?"
"The Vogons are about to demolish the Earth and if they catch you watching you'll (a) probably be dead and (b) probably be read some poetry first. Besides, it might give poor Del a heart attack." He smiled sympatheically. "I'm sorry. Maybe in a minute, when it's all over?"
But Alli didn't listen. She wanted to see the end. Dragging Del with her, they went towards the cloudy window, and peered out.