Sela took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I think there's something else you need to know. I told you I was the only one of my generation who wasn't a link until what happened with the sky and I started dreaming of you, and that's true but it's not all. The truth is that I was tired of being the only one. You can't imagine how lonely it is. Everyone sort of pairs up, be it their future spouse or their best friend but no one is ever alone; until me." She paused there, nervously biting her lip and looking down before she could continue.

The doctor began to get very nervous.
"What did you do?" He asked very quietly, using every ounce of his control. He couldn't guess what he looked like, but he felt like a tornado was beginning to swirl in his chest.

Sela cleared her throat, "I met someone while researching a story for the Blip, a scientist of sorts who said he could help me. He said he was doing a lot of work with inter-dimensional bridges, and he said that establishing a link would be no problem with someone who already genetically had psychic capabilities. He had this machine; it looked like a telescope with a headset attached to it. Really, I thought he was crazy and nothing would come of it but I just- I had to try." She paused, looking up at him and just as quickly looking down again, unable to meet his eyes.

"Sela, you have to tell me everything. I mean it, everything. Because this could be so much bigger than just you being stuck here." The Doctor demanded, the storm in his chest coming through in his voice.

"I went to his workshop answers some questions about myself, then he had me take the headset portion of the machine home and wear it while I slept. The second time I did that was the first night I saw you in my dream." She replied, still unable to look at him.

The Doctor let out a long sigh, " And that was the night the tear in the sky appeared. Oh, humans. You just love to run at whatever it is you want full speed ahead and I love you for it, but sometimes..." He trailed off, taking another deep breath and watching the monitors without looking at Sela for a moment. He waited for the storm to calm but it just kept raging. Everytime he closed his eyes he saw Rose falling away from him into that same void that Sela's friend seemed to have created on purpose.

"I'm sorry." Sela whispered. The Doctor looked back at her quickly, finally beginning to breathe without feeling like he was being strangled.

"No. No, it's not your fault. Well... it is your fault sortof, but not entirely and not intentionally. So, what we need to do now is figure out wha exactly this scientist did and how to undo it." He stood up, stretching his arms high above his head and bringing them back down to manically brush through his hair. "It was a headset? but that can't be all there is to it. There's so, so much more to traveling through space, and oh! Not, even just space, possibly you traveled through dimensions which is a whole other ballgame." He looked up at her confused expression,

"Nevermind." He said quickly as he rushed away to start rummaging through an ancient looking trunk at the edge of the platform.

"What are you looking for?" She asked, cautiously walking towards him to see what was in the chest.

"Hm? Oh, I'm looking for the memo-graph. It's like a camera. It takes a snapshot of a memory, or it does if if the memory is strong enough." He said as he thought of the one photo of Rose he'd allowed himself. Just one picture that couldn't even bring himself to look at.

"Anyway," He continued, clearing his throat, "I need to see your world, and I need to see that machine."