Zayta. That's all she has of her own, all she can remember. Her name is the only thing valuable she has. So what'll happen when on the night she runs away she runs into a mysterious, empty blue box and is whisked off to places unknown? What'll happen when she meets a strange, seemingly always grumpy man and his companion? What'll happen when they end up stuck in a place called the Third Dimension, a place that is supposed to be Zayta's true home? Will she ever figure out who she really is? * * * "What if... What if I don't want to know who I really am? What if I'm not who I wanted to be?" The Doctor led me to the doors of the Tardis, a slightly sad smile on his face. "A wise man once said that throughout our lives we are all different people and that's perfectly okay so long as we remember who we used to be. So go find out who you used to be so you can finally move on and be who you really want to be." And with that he pushed me out the door. Dedicated to one of my closest friends and fellow Wattpad author: ggdean98. ON HOLD #37 - identity crisis