I raced around The TARDIS flicking switches frantically trying to find where Clara's mom and dad were, but no... I had to trace the timelines back ages. I locked onto a trace of DNA and I teleported The TARDIS right to the point where the DNA was, I stared into a face, a familiar face, Clara's Great Great Grandfather was... ME! I was staring into the face of me, this incarnation, this new incarnation... He opened his mouth to say something, but he just, disappeared... I felt pains in my heart and I felt my head go, I was disappearing from existence. I grabbed onto the exterior of The TARDIS and I fell on it. I was in a white fantasy, it was exactly the same world but it was all white, I could hear explosions and I could see Daleks making their way through middle ages London. There was a giant devil looking over me, he wasn't there but I could see him.
I ran around in the completely white world and I suddenly remembered being there before. I strangely had a memory of being there before I was... BORN!
~WORRY MODE ON~
Then the penny dropped. "I haven't been born!" I shouted with all the breath I had "I haven't even been born!" I was so angry with whoever had done this. I heard a familiar sound, birds tweeting and a man speaking...
~ WORRY MODE OFF~
The voice was...
it was...
Oh...
no...
it was the...
the...
DREAM LORD!!!
I woke up in a sweat, I had had a really bad dream. The dream was that I regenerated and I fought an alien mashup, I also watched Clara disappear from existence, then I had disappeared myself... But it was only a dream... BANG! CRASH! The TARDIS flew through time and space. I was hurt. Was it a dream???
