"They shouldn't be able to, the Vikings are hardly advanced. They know how to forge the odd weapon, but particle fusion and argon lasers are beyond them," the Doctor spoke whilst carefully examining the controls of the TARDIS. "In order to block the path of the TARDIS there would need to be some serious time manipulation. The time vortex for this period would need to be blocked up like a intercity traffic jam. The TARDIS can't possibly fly if there's so much traffic clogging everything up."<br/><br/>"So... since the Vikings can't possibly pull off such a stunt, the question is, what can and why is it doing it?" The Doctor asked before beaming at Robin. "And isn't that amazing? We're in a time before blue ray DVDs and yet we're being locked in by some unknown force?" The Doctor grinned and rubbed his hands together, "I can hardly wait to find out what's causing this and why."<br/><br/>The Doctor skipped to the door of the TARDIS, straightening his bolo tie while he moved, and put his hand on the doors. He flashed a grin at Robin before pushing the door open. He didn't pause to wonder if it was dangerous or if it were wise to step outside when they were clearly in peril.<br/><br/>And most of all, he didn't pause to ask what the beeping that Robin heard was.<br/><br/>He stepped out onto wet grass and looked around at the scenery. They were stood in the middle of what appeared to be a village. Their houses were constructed with wood and stone, their roofs slanted thatch and their walls arranged in a neat box shape. Around the houses were boxed off fields of cows, sheep and other livestock and patches of vegetables that grew from rough soil.<br/><br/>It looked a reasonably normal scene, but that didn't stop the Doctor from leaping onto the ground and planting his ear against the wet grassy floor.<br/><br/>"Fascinating..." the Doctor mumbled, whilst stroking blades of grass with his fingers.