The first thing to awaken the Doctor was a sharp stab of unfathomable pain.

He opened his eyes to find himself dangling above the ground in a grimy, dirty, dingy back room. Upon tracing the pain, he found that a massive hook was pierced through his shoulder, causing him to hang from the ceiling.

The Doctor winced. The pain was so severe it was hard for him to think. But he had to work through the situation. Figure out how he got there. And more importantly, why?

But suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by the playing of music off in the background. Schubert's "Die Forelle", the Doctor would recognize it anywhere.

And almost as soon as the music started playing, the small, aged television set laying in the room in front of the Doctor turned on. The Doctor could not make out who or what exactly what was on the screen, but he was able to figure it out instantaneously the moment he heard the voice. The voice of someone he had heard once and hoped and prayed to never hear again. The voice of arguably one of the darkest, most malevolent creatures in the entire universe.

It was the voice of Jim Moriarty.

"Hello! Are you enjoying your little playroom, Doctor? I did so hope you would..."

The Doctor struggled to speak. "W-what...w-what do you want..."

"I'm playing with one of your dolls, Doctor. You really should be more careful with little Amy running off on her own. You never know who she might run into..."

The Doctor gasped. He began to remember. Amy. She was taken. And it was all his fault. He had to save her.

"Little Jimmy Moriarty...I remember when you were six." The Doctor said, coughing up blood. "Im sure you remember me...and what I told you."

There was silence for a moment. Moriarty was clearly thinking back to his previous encounter with the Doctor...and how it had ended rather messily.

Finally he spoke. "I never forget. But I grew up, and now, you and I are not so different, are we?"

"I am...nothing like you. You should fear me."

Jim chuckled. "And you should fear me."

"Now, let Amy go. She's not a part of this. It's me you want..."

He could hear Jim ponder for a moment. "I see...'Raggedy Doctor'...I don't know...I can see why you like this dear little Amelia Pond...I certainly wouldn't want to hurt her..."

The Doctor tried to bring out all of the intimidation he could muster. "If you lay...a single finger on her..."

But Moriarty simply laughed. "You'll do what? Hang around some more? Even the fabulous Doctor...you've gotten boring..."

The Doctor fell silent. Moriarty was right. He had no idea what to do, he couldn't think...

"Do you want to save your precious doll, Doctor? You have one option. Do me a favor, just a simple little favor, and you can save your friend."

The Doctor weakly looked at the screen, desperate to know how he could save Amy.

Moriarty leaned in close to the camera and whispered into the microphone two simple words:

"Get Sherlock."

And with that, the Doctor's hook loosened and he fell with a thud to the ground. As he struggled to regain his bearings, the Doctor suddenly heard a bone-chilling sound from behind the door of the room he was in. An anguished, high-pitched scream.

Amy.

The Doctor looked at the television, furious, as Moriarty merely laughed at him.

"Stop it, Moriarty! Stop hurting her, just stop!"

But Moriarty wasn't listening anymore. He had hurt the Doctor, hurt him hard, and that was enough for him.

"The end!" Moriarty squealed mockingly, as the television screen went blank.

The Doctor's yelling soon ceased, and his pain caught up with him. Weakened, he collapsed to the ground and fell unconscious.

He wasn't sure how long he was out. But soon enough, the Doctor awoke cleaned up, wounds bandaged, and on the floor of the TARDIS once more. It was as if everything was back to normal.

But the Doctor could still feel the pain; still hear the music, still hear Moriarty's laughter and Amy's screams of pain.

Everything was far from normal.

Amy was gone, taken somewhere, and being tortured to death for Jim Moriarty's own sick amusement. And there was only one way to save her. One chance.

The Doctor had to get Sherlock.