First it’s a kiss on your space helmet; next thing you know, you have a mortgage and demonic ink symbols and a Legion of Ood!
The Doctor and Rose land on a kit-constructed sanctuary base in deep space, far from their usual “Oh, look, isn’t that Earth I see from this viewing platform?” grounded adventures. There are drilling sounds in the air, unreadable ancient letters on the wall, and yay, a squad of Cthulhu guys, each bearing an orb leading into their mouths with a tube! I swear, those orb/tube combos looked so much like drink containers I had to stop to get raspberry-lime seltzer. “We must feed!” the Cthulhu gang repeats menacingly. *stops again for peanut butter toast*