Sun light tickled my face and the smell of grass and dirt filled my nose. Slowly, I opened my eyes and found myself lying in the grass. I sat up, then stood up, looking over the tops of the long grass in a large, seemingly endless field.

Somewhere, far away, I heard children laugh.

Slowly, as though wading through water, I began to walk. A light breeze tickled my hair and made the long, dry grass rustle with movement. Birds sang from somewhere and the children laughed.

I looked to the sky and it was bright with stars, as though it was day. The stars twinkled and winked down at me. I kept moving onward.

"Tea?" called a voice.

"Hello?" I called back.

Hello... hello... hello...

"Who's there?"

Who's there... Who... Who's there...

"It's me, Tea."

Ahead I saw someone, standing with their back to me. I pushed my way through the dream state towards them, speeding up a little.

It was a woman, dressed in white light that draped across her form. Her hair was blue and tied back into a tight bun. I reached out and touched her arm and she turned. Her lips were blue and her eyes were shut, her porcelain skin seemed to glow.

"TARDIS?" I whispered.

"Yes, Tea, it's me," she replied, smiling.

"How can you be here?" I asked.

"I was waiting for you," she responded, "I knew you would need me. We are connected, Tea. But you already knew that."

"Why? How are we connected?"

"You don't remember?"

I shook my head.

"We are sisters."

My eyes flew open and I sat up, gasping for air. Shivering, I looked about myself, trying to bring everything into focus. I was on the floor, in a small, dark room. There was nothing here but a door. With a rush all of the memories from my time trapped with the Krisptick came back to me and I could feel the panic building in my chest.

I stood up shakily and staggered to the door, banging on it with both fists.

"Let me out" I bellowed.

There was silence

Swallowing back a sob, I continued to bang on the wood, hoping that someone would hear me. Then a nasty little thought occurred. What if I was alerting them to me being awake? What if that meant something bad was going to happen to me?

I jumped away from the door, rubbing my hurting fists. Right. Time to take stock of the room.

It was about two meters by two meters and the walls appeared to be concrete. A single bare light bulb hung from the ceiling. The floor was wooden and stained and the door was made of the same kind of wood. There was an impressive looking key-hole on the door.

I moved towards the door and knelt down, looking through the keyhole. Beyond the door was a concrete corridor littered with straw. Confused, I sat back and stared at the door. It seemed like I wasn't on the TARDIS any more.

I couldn't say how long I sat there on the cold floor, but it seemed like an awfully long while before I became aware of the whispering.

It seemed like there was a few people in the room with me, whispering quietly in the corner, their words unintelligible. Occasionally one would laugh. Frowning, I tried to concentrate on the voices but all I could glean was that they sounded like children whispering excitedly.

"Hello?" I called out quietly.

One of the whisperers shushed the others and silence came to the room again.

"Who's there?" I asked, a little louder.

I stood up and paced around the edges of the room, looking for anywhere the voices could have come from, but the concrete was smooth and completely bare. I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes. I was probably going mad.

When I opened my eyes again, there was something in the middle of the room. It took me a moment to focus on it, but when I did I was more confused than before.

Slowly I approached the small cloth doll on the floor. I knelt down and scooped it up in one hand. It was made from some soft material, kid leather or suede with brown horse hair and glass bead eyes. It wore a little blue cotton dress. It was simply made and had the tell tale worn look of all well loved toys. I felt a little pang inside me, as though I recognized the doll. Had it once been mine?

"Play with us," whispered the voices.

I looked around, but there was still no one here.

"How can I, if I can't see you?" I responded.

"Play with us, play with us, play with us," sang the hushed voices.

"I will if you show yourselves!"

The children laughed and I heard a scrabbling noise, as though it was in the walls and the door rattled, as though being shook from the other side.

The laughing rebounded about the room and the scrabbling and scratching got louder, filling my ears with the hellish noise.

"We're coming!" the children screamed.

I clung onto the tiny doll, as though it would protect me from the bad things, closing my eyes tightly and curling up into a ball on the floor. Then as the noises had started, they stopped.

Beneath me felt warmer and soft and on me there was a light weight, a blanket? I kept my eyes closed tight, not daring to open them. It felt like I was in a bed.

There was a clink of springs and the mattress tipped a little to the side as something sat on it. Panting and trembling with fear, I felt like my heart would burst. I clung to the doll, my lifeline. Something stroked my hair. A gentle hand.

"It's alright, darling," said a soft woman's voice, "I'm here. Nightmares again?"

I nodded, keeping my eyes closed, not daring to look or speak.

"Was it the other girls again?" She asked me.

I nodded again.

"But was Molly there this time? Doctor Bleakly taught you how to get her there, didn't he. Was she there this time?"

"M-Molly?" I whispered, my voice sounding different. Younger.

"Yes darling, Molly. Molly your dolly. How can you forget Molly?"

She was right, how could I forget Molly? My best friend, my only companion.

"I... Don't know... She was there..."

"That's good, darling," the woman stroked my hair some more in the silence.

"Mummy?" I whispered, questioningly.

"What is it my love?" she asked.

I couldn't bear it any longer, I had to look, I had to see her face, I had to know who she was. I turned and opened my eyes and-

Brilliant golden light filled my vision and I gasped, covering my eyes, but all I could see was light. And then I was falling through the light, falling down and down, further away from my mother...

With a jolt I sat upright. I gasped for air, my vision still full of golden light. But after a moment my sight returned and I found myself in a small room, laying on the bed that was shoved up against one of the walls. There was a sink against another of the walls and in a small alcove there was a toilet. The walls were white washed apart from the metal door that had a sliding hatch at eye level and also in the middle, presumably for food to be pushed through.

I laid back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, wishing I could have seen my mother and wondering where Rauwl was.