The Doctor nodded. "Well, it's never all that pleasant in an asylum, yeah? Certainly not one this lot has access to."
A shovel. She wanted to dig them all up. Well, that was nice. It wasn't like he hadn't done worse...
There was a little shed in the bakc corner of the garden, with overgrown weeds covering it partially. The Doctor pointed. "There," he said, getting to his feet.
There had to be a catch, but for the moment, he made a bee line for the shed, sonic in hand, ready to unlock the padlock he could see hanging on it.