"DERPY!" The Doctor's voice rang out the empty desert. He felt he's spine slowly chill even though the weather was hot, very hot. "What happened?"
He and Derpy were in the TARDIS, it seemed to be fading, turning into a white space. Derpy had been clinging to the Doctor, shaking profusely. "Doctor! What's happening!" "I don't know!" The Doctor turned to Derpy, she had soft, scared tears in her eyes. "It'll be okay!" The Doctor said attempting to reassure his companion. The Doctor saw in horror as the last of his beloved TARDIS faded into whiteness, leaving him and Derpy. "Doctor," Derpy let go of him, her eyes full of fear. "Look..." She pointed her hoof up, in the direction the Doctor could see a small opening, getting closer and closer until all turned black.
And that was when the Doctor found himself in the desert, empty and alone. "No, no, no, no." The Doctor repeated to himself over and over again. "This can't be happening." He screamed out, crying. Then a voice boomed, loud and vivid.
"So this is what the last time lord dreams of." The Doctor lifted his face up, staring at the now dark and stared sky. He looked to the moon, a bright light brightened over the land, causing the Doctor to block his eyes. "How can a pony who lived through life and death, befrightened by the lost
