Goes back minute

Splinter watched as the Doctor frantically checked and rechecked all his pockets. “My screwdriver!” he shouted frantically. “Where is my screwdriver.”

The old ninja mastered was pondering how a simple screwdriver could be so important, when the Doctor’s expression suddenly shifted. He stood up straight, before looking Splinter right in the eye with the most serious expression Splinter had ever seen. “It’s coming!” the Doctor shouted.

Suddenly he fell to the ground clutching his left arm. The sleeve of his shirt was soaked with blood, which Splinter found rather surprising because he had never seen the Doctor get injured. He raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, it’s coming?”

 “The last predator,” the Doctor said in between grunts. “In about a minute it’s going to come out of that grate.” He pointed to a small grate on the opposite end of the wall that neither of the two had paid much attention to.

Splinter gave the man a curious look. “How exactly do you know this.”

The Doctor grunted in pain again. “Time travel,” he responded as he pointed to the device slung against his back. “It came through the grate, cut your head clean off, and then stabbed me in the arm.” He looked towards the map. “I wasn’t able to jump back that far, but we can still change things.”

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Semi-Finals, doctorgecko