Sontarans reveal Jamie is already dead
Sontaran cella restraints cinch the Second Doctor’s wrists and ankles with coarse fibers chafing against his skin as he attempts to free himself through desperate probing of the stone floor beneath him. Their dull metallic clasps reflect the cellar’s dim light, contrasting Chessene and Stike’s cold pragmatism with the Doctor’s futile struggles.
Before:
Securely fastened in anticipation of the Doctor’s arrival, their tactile roughness prepared to limit movement while allowing enough slack for probing fingers to seek escape beneath the cellar’s uneven flagstones.
After:
Tightened further in response to Chessene’s commands, their grip now unyielding yet silent in their operation, the unadorned restraint system’s purpose unknown even as it restrains the Doctor’s form without visible mechanisms.