Animine had, of course, left the TARDIS. She didn't mean to, but she'd heard a woman screamingnoutiside. She had sounded upset, so Animine had gone to see what was wrong.
"What's the matter?" She asked the old woman.
"I'VE GOT IT, I'VE GOT IT!" The woman screamed in anguish, clutching Animine's wrists.
"Got what?" She asked, seeing the woman's tears.
"The disease..." she sobbed.




