Plot
Attempting to take new companion Lucie Miller back home to Blackpool in 2006, the two travellers arrive instead at a service station on the M62 motorway during a blizzard in 1974. In the car park, they find the mauled body of a glam rock musician. The Doctor and Lucie encounter a would-be pop group, The Tomorrow Twins, and their manager – and brutal bear-like monsters, which besiege the establishment. The controllers of the monsters have been communicating with Tommy Tomorrow through his stylophone, a compact electronic piano-like musical instrument, as they plan to use him as a bridgehead to Earth. The aliens, calling themselves The Only Ones in pretence of being the only life besides that on Earth, intend to use humans, most notably the fans of the band, rather like the service station on the M62 – as a place to stop off for a meal before going on their way. They are eventually trapped in Lucie's MP3 player, as the Doctor builds a machine that uses the aliens' sonics-based technology against them, transferring The Only Ones back into sound waves. As the Doctor and Lucie leave, The Headhunter arrives, only to find that Lucie has escaped her again...
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