"Don't touch a thing. The Tardis will get huffy if you mess," I hear the Doctor say as I sense one being splitting off from the larger group.

A few minutes later, I sense someone messing with the console. This is NOT good! Someone's about to increase the size of a little time-tear and I can't do a thing about it! Why can't people follow directions!?

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Suddenly, I sense a laser cutter in the Architectural Reconfiguration System room. Come on people, you were told not to mess with stuff! I have someone messing with the console, another in the library and now in the Architectural Reconfiguration System room. I'm about to lose it! And whatever you little mortal are about to take, I'm not going to let you!

"No! No, no, stop! Please, don't. Don't touch it. Please. She won't let you touch it. I can feel a Tardis tantrum coming on… Architectural Reconfiguration System. It reconstructs particles according to your needs… Yes, basically. What are you doing? No, no, don't. Don't!" I hear the Doctor say and I feel as though somebody's pulling on my hair. This is about to get ugly!

"If you walk out of here with that circuit, the Tardis will try to stop you. Now listen to me. Look, the clock is ticking. We must find Clara." I feel another yank. Right, NOBODY is leaving this room till I get that circuit back. I remove the door.

"Ever seen a spaceship get ugly?… She won't relinquish it. Her basic genetic material."

I sense a metal torch. Right… here's your door back, but don't think you'll be getting away with this. Remember that maze I made over Victorian London, well, you're about to meet it.

A few minutes later, I hear the Doctor, "It's diverting us, spinning a maze around us. We will never reach Clara in time… Hey! Hey!… No point in building walls. You'll just know how to smash them down. It's found other ways of controlling you. Smart bunch, Time Lords. No dress sense, dreadful hats, but smart. If you want to get out of here, let that circuit go. It is creating a labyrinth."

Suddenly, I sense a being closing in on the console room. I divert them there and make all the exits loop back to console room echos. Well, all except one, which should not be opened, EVER! Suddenly, I sense a being disappear, the one that was messing with the console earlier.

"Your concern for your brother is really touching. The android is more cut up about it that you. Now will you two stop bickering and listen. There is something else down there… Fellas! Multiple lifeforms on board the Tardis with us. I am getting a massive signal… Oh, you're not going to like the answer. About two steps away. One step… Gregor, look out! Careful! Gregor, no! We have to stay together. Come on, run. Tricky, run. I'm sorry," the Doctor says as they begin to run. I lead them to yet another console echo. They should be safe there.

"No, it's an echo. The console room is the safest place on the ship. It can replicate itself any number of times. It's trying to protect us… Team Tardis… There's more than one echo room. Hey, look, look. The Tardis has got Clara safe. That was her. That was her there. Thank you, thank you, thank you… It's like a light switch. Two positions, flickering at super-infinite speeds. We're only together for a brief second. Shush… I can hear her."

Suddenly, I sense that one corridor open, the one that should not be opened, EVER! The idiot!

"If I can just isolate her position, I can nudge the alternation, reach in and grab her… It doesn't know Lancashire… It doesn't know sass. Yes! It's found Clara. It's found her. She is right there… It's all right. Clara, I'm so, so sorry. Sorry. Please, please forgive me, Clara… Ow! Okay, so we're not doing hugging. I get that now… Not in front of the guests… Friends. Well, people who aren't trying to kill us, so I don't need punching again," the Doctor says. Friends, right. They may not be trying to kill you, but they are most definitely trying to kill me!

"Ah. Ah. You know, I've got to tell you, I won't be needing you in my quiz team… There is no self-destruct. Hey? Hey? Hey? Had you going though, boys, didn't I? I just wiggled a few buttons. Yeah, the old wiggly button trick. And the face. You've got to do the face. Save her or we all die. I though I rushed it a bit, but… Ish. Apart from the monsters and the Tardis reinventing the architecture every five minutes. Guys, don't worry. The countdown's a fake. Look, just give me a second. I'll turn it off. I only made it look as though the engine was actually exploding," the Doctor says. Foolish Doctor, you are hardly out of the dark!

"Ah. That's not good. Okay, don't panic. Or maybe panic… It appears the engine is damaged. We're in trouble, Clara. Proper trouble. It needs fixing or we're toast… Yes. Sorry, I should have had one built in… Detour … The center of the Tardis," I hear the Doctor say. Then, I black-out.

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I wake up with a physical form (YAY!), and a HUGE migraine (not so yay). I get up and walk to my desk. Strange, I seem to be in my pajamas. I wasn't in those before… whatever. But something is different… very different, too different to be ignored. I look in the mirror and then I notice it.

My long Tardis blue hair, it's GONE!

It's been replaced with a very white, very short pixie cut. This must have been caused by the stress of nearly blowing up.

I'm exhausted. Hopefully the Doctor doesn't do anything stupid, he'll have to fly solo for a while, but I'm going to set an emergency alarm just in case.

Tara: What's up with the chapter title?

Riley: It's a pun. The end of an Era turns into the End of a "Hair".

Tara: I don't get it.

Riley: It's because your hair changes at the end.

Tara: Ohh... I get it, not.

Riley: (sigh)