Andrew appears in darkness. Ahead of him and behind him is open air, the walls and low ceiling of a corridor hemming him in. Curious and confused, he rolls forward --

Wait. Rolls? He looks do--

"Agh!" comes the cry of a mechanical voice as a trap door abruptly opens underneath the Dalek in blue armor. Still disoriented, it never occurs to him that he might have thrusters to fire, and he topples unceremoniously into an enormous ball pit. Brightly colored plastic balls made dingy by the passage of years go flying, and he comes to rest entirely buried apart from his glowing eye stalk. "What?" he asks, bewildered. Hearing the sound of his own voice, he asks again, more urgently, "What?!"