[Kay comes back onto the Plane, not long after his conversation with Ray dragging a Dalek shell with the top shot off. In his gloved hand is a Kaled mutant, dangling dead, because he's just irritated enough to bring a dead body onto the Plane.

He gestures toward the hull at first.] The fuck is that?!

[And then holds up the mutant.] The fuck is this?!

[And he stops brandishing the little tentacled corpse.] My universe has documentation of every sentient species capable of any sonic, radio, or light wavelength signal. If you're capable of communicating in any discernible pattern or language, someone has seen it. Nobody knows how the fuck these happened, but boom out of nowhere we got a random massive scale attack on our maximum security prison. And then the bastards seemed surprised we fought back.

So. This belong to anybody?