The Doctor and Clara were walking down isle after isle of crates. Ever since Trenzalore The Doctor and Clara had been going to all kinds of places. Places with trees that looked more like abstract art than a tree, with its weird edges and loops and colors, places where the whole planet had clouds for the ground, and places where all the people where different shapes, like geometric shapes, like spheres and pyramids and cones. So now as Clara walked along side the Doctor, as he waved his buzzing sonic screwdriver around, she was kinda bored. As they neared a corner she began to her a different sort of whirring it continued to get louder and louder even though the Doctor had made Clara stop in her tracks.
"No", he whispered to no one in particular as he grabbed the back of Clara's coat and practically dragged her back towards the entrance,"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Doctor? Doctor, what's going on? Doctor, answer me!", Clara yelled. She did not particularly like being dragged, but as she began to start yelling again something else cut her off and she froze.
"Doc-TOR! Doc-TOR! Doc-TOR! Doc-TOR! WE HAVE COME FOR YOU, AND YOUR PUNY Com-PANION! WE ARE HERE TO EXTERMINATE YOU! EXTERMINATE YOU! EXTERMINATE YOU! EXTERMINATE YOU!", a shrill metallic voice shrilled in the air and towards the end more voices had began to join in. Filling the air with hundreds? No thousands of "EXTERMINATE YOU!'s".
Suddenly the Doctor grabbed Clara's hand and yelled,"RUN!", and they did until they came to a small clearing in the labyrinth of boxes and found that there was a Dalek waiting for them. Then as it began to raise its blaster and the Doctor raised his sonic screwdriver in return, Clara felt the urge to jump in front of the Doctor, and thank the heavens she did because suddenly the Dalek yelled,"EXTERMINATE!", one last time. Clara quickly turned to face the Doctor and she began to smile while a tear ran down her cheek as she said,"Run you clever boy, and remembe-". Clara had been cut off as the Dalek shot a beam at her back. Clara's body began to convulse and twitch as it feel to the floor. The Doctor quickly sent a signal to the Dalek with his sonic screwdriver, causing its circuits to fry. He slowly lowered his sonic, but he kept his eyes on the now dead Dalek. He could feel the flood of tears begin as they ran down his cheeks. He slowly began to look down to the floor. Her body layed all splayed out, each limb pointing in a different direction. Thank God her eyes were closed, he didn't think he could have handled staring into her now cold, lifeless eyes. He laid down next to her as he began to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her towards him. He stared at her face, and suddenly it was too much. He buried his face in the crook of her cold neck and sobbed. Sobs that wracked the body causing him to shiver and quake. Leaving him empty and cold. His cries filled the now truly empty warehouse. He stayed like that for hours. Finally when he was able to breath somewhat evenly. He cradled her in his arms and carried her to the Tardis. Once he laid her gently on the couch he set the coordinates to one of her favorite planets, the one with the clouds for a ground. When he got their he explained to the friends he had made on the planet what had happened to his Clara. They buried her as if she was one of them. After her funeral The Doctor returned to the Tardis. He sat down on the same couch he had sat Clara's body just hours ago, and he began to sob again as the situation finally sank in. He was alone. Once again. The Impossible Girl was impossibly gone.