"He's part of of your imagination, he is not real." She thought. "Just a weird man in a weird dream." She turned around, slowly startled by glimpses of light. There it was; he was coming back! The blue box appeared as anticipated, and Amy ran towards the pull-open door. Before she got to the door though, a strange man walked out. This man could not be the doctor, or at least certainly not the doctor she remembered.
"Hello," said the strange man, he had a Scottish accent, and was wearing a brown pinstripe suit, a long brown trench coat, and converse. Amy quickly backed away from the man.
"Where's the doctor?" she demanded.
"That would be me, and you are?" he asked.
"I am Amy Pond, and you are most certainly not the doctor!" she replied.
"What makes you so sure of that?" said the doctor, "I'm a time lord, we regenerate, different bodies, you probably know me from a different regeneration, and judging from the fact that I have no clue who you are, I'm guessing that the doctor which you know is one of the future. Well, my future, at least, I mean, as a time traveller the future is relevant, but I'm sure you either don't want to hear, or already know all that. So what can I do for you?"
"Well for starters you could explain to me what's been going on, and then you could help me find Rory."
"Rory, who's Rory? Is he some sort of animal? Roar! I love animals, let me guess, he's your cat?"
"Husband."
"Oh. Well Rory is an excellent name for a cat, husband, not so much."
Amy gave the doctor a look. A look that gave away everything and nothing. The look said, 'I know you, and I know how you are,' 'please, this is serious,' and 'this is important,' all at once, yet the look did not give away how she knew him, why, and just how serious this all was, and why this was so important, so vital to the doctor, the TARDIS, and the universe's existence and survival.
Amy stepped into the TARDIS. She had seen this control room before, this was the old control room she saw when they rescued the TARDIS from that evil planet.
"So you are from the past," Amy said.
"Yes, I guess so," said the doctor. "Allons-y!"
The doctor and Amy stepped out of the TARDIS and onto a very strange looking planet. They were surrounded by what appeared to be blue sand, and purple cacti.
"Where are we?" Amy wondered.
"Wherever we're needed," replied the doctor.
The sky was green, with white, cotton candy clouds, and it was a fairly overcast day. Amy could feel the heat rise up from the sun's reflection off the blue sand. The whole scene, it looked like they were standing on an ocean, the way the sun reflected off of little shards, the ripples in the sand caused by the constant wind. The horizon was infinite, except, except for a cloud on the left that appeared to be getting closer.
After further examination Amy deducted that it wasn't a cloud at all, it was a far off factory, and the reason they kept getting closer was because they were subconsciously walking towards it. Something about this factory was able to pull them towards it, with all little, but much force.
Amy and the doctor continued to walk towards this strange factory, the doctor seemed of little concern about this anomaly.
"Doctor?" asked Amy, "Why are we walking towards this factory as if we are being pulled?"
"Good question," replied the doctor, "and where there's a good question, there's generally a good answer. Let's find out!"