The TARDIS console hummed quietly as the Doctor manipulated the controls, twisting dials and flipping switches. Clara stood nearby, watching the Doctor as he worked.

"So, where are we going this time?" Clara asked.

"The Eye of Orion, it's been quite some time since I last visited." The Doctor said. Clara smiled.

"You told me about that place before." Clara said, sitting down in one of the console room's chairs.

"The perfect place for a weary time traveller to relax." The Doctor said, leaning against the TARDIS console.

"Sounds perfect." Clara smiled, as a red light began flashing on the TARDIS console.

"What's that?" She asked, pointing at the control panel with the winking red light. The Doctor looked down, his brow furrowing.

"An alert," He muttered. "Temporal proximity detector."

Just as he spoke, the console room rocked and the TARDIS console sparked. The Doctor leapt back, nursing a burnt hand.

"Clara!" He shouted, motioning for her to stay seated. The lights in the console room turned red, as various alarms started blaring.

"What's happening?" Clara shouted.

"We're caught in a temporal distortion field. I can't get us out, hang on to something!" He shouted, as the TARDIS engines roared. Another small explosion ripped out of the TARDIS console, and Clara ducked as a lump of metal raced past her head.

The control room shook, and then the lights went out.

"Clara… Clara… Wake up!"

Clara's eyes opened. The Doctor was knelt above her, a bruise above his left eye.

"What happened?" She asked as she sat up, wincing as she felt a pain in her arm.

"We crashed. Are you alright?" The Doctor asked.

"I think my arm's broken."

The Doctor reached into his coat and pulled out the sonic screwdriver. He ran it along her arm, then flicked it open to read the display.

"There's a small fracture in the humerus bone. Hold it steady." The Doctor said, running down the stairs to the area beneath the TARDIS console. He opened one of the storage compartments and rummaged around, before recovering a sling. He came back up, opening the sling out and helping Clara to manoeuvre her arm inside.

"That should do for now." The Doctor said, securing the straps over Clara's shoulder. He stood, running his fingers over the TARDIS console, frowning as he surveyed the damage.

"Poor thing." He muttered, stroking the metal panels. Clara stood, wincing.

"Where are we then?" Clara asked.

"I have absolutely no idea." The Doctor said, stepping away from the TARDIS console and walking over to the doors.

"Let's find out."

A wave of heat hit the Doctor as he stepped out of the TARDIS, orange and brown dust crunching underneath his boots. He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the bright light, an expansive desert spread out before him. The TARDIS had landed at the top of a mound of land, a craggy hillock. Large mesas rose along the horizon, and a large mountain range spread off to his left. More interestingly, a pillar of smoke rose from a crashed spaceship, just at the bottom of the hillock.

Clara stepped out of the TARDIS, the door swinging shut behind her. s

"Wow." She said, gazing over the barren landscape.

"I don't recognise the geography, or the lunar arrangement." The Doctor said, pointing to the milky blue sky, where two large moons hung.

"It's amazing." Clara said, momentarily forgetting her arm. The Doctor had started to walk down the hillock, making for the crashed ship. Clara carefully ran after him, dust skittering down the slope as her shoes came into contact.

"Do you recognise the ship?" Clara asked. The Doctor shook his head.

"Not the make or model. It looks human in origin, but I'm not sure." He muttered. They approached the ship, heading for an airlock jutting out from the hull.

The Doctor pulled the sonic screwdriver from his jacket, holding it up to a panel set in the centre of the door. The panel sparked and the airlock hissed open. The Doctor and Clara went inside, grateful to be out of the heat.

A large corridor stretched out in both directions. The Doctor placed the sonic screwdriver back in his coat, and glanced back at Clara.

"I don't know how many of the crew might have survived. You might want to brace yourself for the worst." He said. Clara nodded, hoping there might be someone left alive.

They walked down the corridor, which was lined with warning signs and pipes. They came across what seemed to be the control room of the ship, and the Doctor seated himself at the terminal, accessing the ships records.

"Interesting." He said, reading the ships technical details.

"What is?" Clara asked.

"This ship has temporal rip drives. That must have been what generated the temporal distortion field, blinded the TARDIS sensors."

"Is that what made the ship crash?" Clara asked. The Doctor looked at her.

"I think that was us, Clara."

"What?" Clara exclaimed.

"I think we crashed into them. The TARDIS entered the distortion field, and the sensors went down. She would have been blind, wouldn't have seen what was up ahead. I suspect the TARDIS hit this ship, sent it down."

"Oh god." Clara said, leaning against one of the computer consoles.

"Clara, there was nothing we could have done." The Doctor said, standing from the chair.

"We have to find out if any of the crew survived, find out just exactly where and when we are, and see if we can get the TARDIS working again." He said, walking over to the door and pressing the button to open it.

He walked out of the control deck, and straight into the barrel of a gun.

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