Note: FYI, Delaney looks like Shailey Woodley.

Claudia pouring her tea as the Doctor and her mother quietly playing Go. Currently, they're reside on a monastery at Crumbia, in a year 1217 for almost a month now. They had no clue to find the whereabout of Clara, so the Doctor suggested to stay in a place for refreshment after Claudia complained with Victorian Era's lifestyle that's too formal for her. She needs somewhere safe and peaceful. But the bluenette admit, she doesn't understand the logic of choosing Crumbia in 1217.

Then again, this is the Doctor she's talking about, so she's just getting along with it.

Right after Mum makes her moves, the door of the room suddenly opens. Two man, a monk and an abbot, enter, stopping the Doctor and her mother from their game.

"I'm sorry to intrude. The bells of Saint John are ringing," the Abbot revealed to them.

The Doctor stands up next to him and removes his hood. "We're going to need a horse!" He said and leave the room.

"Hopefully this isn't going to disturb Arthur's naptime," the blonde woman hoped and leave the room as well.

Claudia glances at the painting her mother had made. A painting of Clara in her Victorian gown, looking at them with a smile. At the bottom of the painting, there's her last message before died. "'Run you clever boy. Cherish your family. And remember me'," she murmured, looking at the monk and the abbot before left the room.

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Arthur yawning, still sleepy as he's forcing himself to dragging his tiny legs into the door while rubbing his blue eyes. He's still wearing his Kermit the Frog pajama that Delaney made and holding his Winnie the Pooh doll that he received from the Doctor as his Christmas gift.

"It's so loud," he complained and open the door, looking at the source of the loud noise that interrupt his naptime.

He heard some steps and soon find the Doctor, Delaney, Claudia, and a young monk with a torch already outside the Tardis.

"That is not supposed to happen," the Doctor insisted and runs up to Tardis, opens the panel with the phone and picks it up. "Hello?"

"Ah, hello. I can't find the internet," a girl replied that eerily sounds familiar.

"I'm sorry?"

"It's gone, the internet. Can't find it anywhere. Where is it?"

"The internet?"

"Yes, the internet. Why don't I have the internet?"

Claudia takes the phone from the Doctor, trying to help the situation. "Sorry. I think you're mistaken here. But first, Can you tell me where did you get this number?"

"The woman in the shop wrote it down. It's the helpline, isn't it? She said it was the best helpline out there. In the universe, she said."

"What woman?"

"I dunno, the woman in the shop. So why isn't there internet? Shouldn't it just sort of... be there?"

Claudia quickly covers the phone witn her hand. She takes her sonic pen and scans it. "Try locate her," she suggested, gives it to Delaney while keep continue. "You have clicked on the Wi-Fi button, haven't you?"

"Hang on. Erm... Wi-Fi..."

"You know that little symbols like signal on the bottom right? Click that and you'll see a list of names. Checks the one that you want to connect."

"It's asking me for a password."

"Of course it is," the bluenette rolls her eyes as the Doctor and Delaney search the caller's location, intend to find her identity. But it seems they had some trouble.

"Is it an evil spirit?" The young monk asked.

"It's a woman."

"Why are you crossed yourself?" Arthur frowns at the monk, confused. It's just a girl, not an evil spirit.

"Hang on. Just a mo... Run. You. Clever. Boy. Cherish. Your. Family. And. Remember. Me..."

"What did you just said?!" Claudia demanded as Arthur steps inside the Tardis.

"Doctor! Miss Delaney! The woman on the phone. It's Clara!" The boy warned and Claudia soon enter the blue box.

"We got her location," the Doctor informed and set the coordinate of the caller, or rather, Clara. After landed, they hurriedly exit the box and set into a house. The Doctor's ringing the bell while Claudia's knocking the door. Both do that in such a force way.

The door opens and just like they're hoping, Clara's standing there with her modern attire. "Hello?"

"Are you Clara?" Claudia asked. "Clara Oswald?"

"Clara Oswin Oswald?" The Doctor added.

"Just Clara Oswald. What was that middle one?" Clara responded, confused.

"Do you remember us?" Delaney inquired, her eyes gleamed in hope.

"No. Should I? Who are you?"

"I'm Arthur. That's Miss Delaney and her daughter Claudia. And he's the Doctor," Arthur introduced.

"Doctor who?"

"No, just the Doctor," the boy repeated.

But the Doctor got an idea. "Actually, sorry, could you just ask that again?"

"Oh dear," Delaney groaned, like knowing where this is going.

"Could I what?" Clara wondered, confused.

"Could you just ask me that question again?"

"Doctor who?"

"Okay, just once more."

"Doctor who?"

"Oh, yeah. Oh! Do you know, I never realised how much I enjoy hearing that said out loud. Thank you."

Clara looks at him like he's crazy. "Okay," she said and closes door.

The Doctor pounds on the door. "Hey, no! Clara, please!"

"Don't do that," Delaney scolded him, putting his hands down. "She won't talk to us if you keep forcing her."

"So what should we do?" Arthur lilted, holding his backpack tighter, afraid that sometjing's bad might happen to Clara again and they'll lose her.

"Maybe a better change of clothes will convince Clara," Claudia suggested, jerked her thumbs toward the Doctor's monk dress and Arthur's pajama clothes. She already changes her clothes like Arthur remembers she wears back when he met her for first time while Delaney changed her clothes with snow lace dress with jewel neckline, violet 3/4 sleeve cardigan with black lace boots. Perhaps her modern attire that she always wears. "I doubt she wants to speak to us when you two dress like that."

"Right, don't be a monk. Monks are not cool!" The Doctor concluded as he and Arthur enters the Tardis to change their attire. Not long after, they come back, now with suitable clothes. "How do we look?"

"Fantastic," the bluenette noted. "Clara? We just want to talk that's all."

"Hello?" Clara asked over intercom.

"Look, it's me! De-monked," the Doctor gestures at his clothes. "Sensible clothes. Erm, can we come in now?"

"I don't understand."

"Could you just open the door?" Claudia suggested.

"I don't know..."

"I... I'm sorry?"

"…where I am."

"Oh my words," Delaney murmured.

"I don't know where I am. Where am I? Please tell me, where I am! I don't know where I am."

Claudia and the Doctor uses their sonic on the front door and enters the house, only to found Clara's lying on the foor, unconscious. They quickly step to her sides, checking Clara's condition.

"I don't know where I am! I don't know where I am! I don't understand. I don't know where I am! I don't know where I am!" She screamed.

Arthur glances up, only to find a robot standing on the stairs with the head spinning 180 degree, revealing a concave dish that reminds him of a spoonhead. And inside it, he can see Clara, scared.

"Step back," Claudia insisted and uses the sonic on the robot with the Doctor. Slowly, the robot's physical form changes into a regular robot form.

"Keep scans it," the Doctor told the bluenette, get an idea as he goes upstair and later comes back with a laptop. He scans the laptop and soon begins to typing really fast.

Arthur stares at the screen with awe.

"I can feel her pulse," Delaney informed. "It's working!"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Not this time, Clara, I promise you," the Doctor promised. "Arthur, uses my sonic to boast the speed."

Arthur nods as he takes the sonic screwdriver from the Doctor and scans the laptop, increasing the speed as the Doctor's keep typing on and Claudia keeps sonicking her sonic pen to help the Doctor out. Arthur can see the bars that display on the monitor slowly decreasing into zero. "We did it!" He cheered, relief.

Claudia steps back as the robot shots a beam to Clara's body. The brunette takes a deep breath and coughs as she rolls over, unconsciouss again. Delaney kindly holding her hand, sighs in relief. "She's okay. Just a shock."

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Later, they cleans Clara's house while waiting outside. It's already night, so they keep closer to each other. The Doctor's typing on Clara's laptop for deep research on that robot, Arthur writes today's event on his diary in case he's forgot while carrying his backpack behind, Delaney reading her Vogue magazine from last year edition, and Delaney serve some tea for everyone (and milk for Arthur).

"Hello?" A voice called.

They all look up and see Clara's leaning from a window. "Hello," they all greeted in same time.

"Are you all right?" Claudia asked.

"I'm in bed."

"Yes," Delaney agreed.

"Don't remember going."

"No," the Doctor noted.

"What did I miss?"

"Oh, quite a lot, actually," the Doctor reaches into his inner jacket pocket and pulls out a small notebook. "Angie called, she's going to stay over at Nina's. Apparently that's all completely fine and you shouldn't worry like you always do, for God's sake, get off her back." He flips into another page. "Also, your dad phoned. Mainly about the government. He seems very cross with them, I've got several pages on that. I said I'd look into it."

"Claudia and I fixed the rattling noise in the washing machine," Arthur continued. "Tidied the kitchen cupboards, increased the photosynthesis in the main flowerbed, and assembled your old bicycle."

Clara whistles, impress, but then remember that dreadful feeling of being scared. "What happened to me?"

Delaney tugs her earlobe. "Don't you remember?"

"I was scared. Really scared. I didn't know where I was."

"And now? Do you know?"

"Yes."

"Well, then, you should go to sleep, because you're safe now, we promise," the Doctor assured her.

"Goodnight, Clara," Arthur waved at her.

The brunette chuckles and waves back before closes her window. Moments later, she opens it again and sticks her head out. "Are you guarding me? Four of you?"

"Yeah!"

"Are you seriously going to sit down there all night?"

"Why not?" Claudia sips her tea and eyeing her with glimer of something that somehow makes Clara's cheeks turn pink.

"Well, then," she said, getting over with her embarassment. "I'll have to come to you."

Delaney narrows her eyes at her daughter right after Clara closes the door. "Did you intentionally made an eye contact to her?"

"Maybe. Maybe not," the bluenette sneakily admitted as Clara comes out, wearing a jacket with a mug and a chair. The brunette puts the chair beside Claudia as she sits on it.

"I like your house," Delaney admitted, brushing her clothes. "Looks nice."

"It isn't mine, I'm a friend of the family," Clara clarified.

"Do you look after the kids?"

"Yes. Are you going to explain what happened to me?"

"There's something in the Wi-Fi," Claudia denoted, glancing at the weird symbols on the Wi-Fi from Clara's laptop.

"This whole world is swimming in Wi-Fi. We're living in a Wi-Fi soup! Suppose something got inside it. Suppose there was something living in the Wi-Fi, harvesting human minds, extracting them. Imagine that. Human souls trapped like flies in the World Wide Web, stuck for ever, crying out for help," the Doctor remarked.

"Isn't that basically Twitter?" Clara suggested, which causing three of them, except Arthue, stare at her. "What's that face for?"

"A computer can hack another computer. A living, sentient computer... Maybe that could that hack people. Edit them. Rewrite them."

"Creepy," Claudia commented, shivering.

"Why would you say that?"

"Because a few hours ago you knew nothing about the internet, yet you just made a joke about Twitter."

"Oh," Clara realized. "Oh. That's weird. I know all about computers now in my head. Where did that come from?"

"Maybe since you got stuck inside that robot, it made you smarts on computer?" Arthur proposed.

"Right, Sunny. Wherever you were, you brought something extra back," the Doctor agreed. "Which I very much doubt you're going to be allowed to keep."

Claudia slowly turns her head from the Tardis and and spots a man standing across the street under a lamp. She tenses up, taking her dagger from her sling bag. "Everyone. Inside that box, now."

"I'm sorry?" Clara asked, confused.

"Just get inside. Quick!"

The Doctor glances at her direction and immediately understand what she meant. He moves the chair, hurries to the Tardis door, intend to open the door.

"All of us?" Clara inquired, not believing that they all can enter the small box.

"You'll understand once we're in there," Delaney assured her.

"I bet I will!"

The Doctor gaped. "Clara, please! There's a child in here!"

But Clara doesn't mind that. "What is that box, anyway? Why do you have a box? Is it like a snogging booth?"

"A what?!"

"Is that what you do, you bring a booth? There's such a thing as too keen," she noted and sips her tea, winking at Claudia who looks away, shy. The brunette just laughs in amusement.

"Uhm, guys," Arthur called as he notices while pointing the lights in different rooms in different houses come on randomnly.

"What's going on? Is the Wi-Fi switching on the lights?"

"No. The people are switching on the lights. The Wi-Fi is switching on the people," the Doctor replied.

"What is that thing?" Clara asked, gesturing the robot.

"A walking base station," Claudia explained. "One of them got inside the house and took your consicouss before."

"I saw a little girl."

"Taken an image from your mind and thrown it back at you."

Delaney and Arthur soon spot something going on behind the house. "Doctor!" The blonde woman pulls him over. Claudia and Clara follow their gaze and see the lights of London going off. "What's going on?"

"All our lights on, everyone else's off. Why?" Clara asked.

"Oh my words," Delaney and Claudia murmured at the same time. "Plane."

"I'm sorry?"

"It's the plane!" Arthur realized, understand what's going on. The lights are like those lights people at airport often uses for landing a plane during night.

"We must be one hell of a target right now," the Doctor noted, hear the roaring of engines and look up to the sky, to see a plane heading straight for them.

Claudia grabs Clara's hand while the Doctor grabs Arthur's as five of them enter the Tardis. The bluenette let her go as she, the Doctor, and Claudia controls the Tardis.

Clara just look around the console with absolute shock.

"Yes, it's a spaceship and. Yes, it's bigger on the inside. No, I don't have time to talk about it," the Doctor blurted.

"But... but... but... it's..."

"Shut up, please, short hops are difficult."

"Bigger. On the inside. Actually bigger," Clara finished, moving around, still shock.

Delaney throws a lever, causing some sparks and makes her hisses back, rubbing her fingers. "Okay, I think we made it."

"Are we going back out there?"

"We've moved. The Tardis is a spaceship," Arthur denoted.

"Away from the plane?"

"No, inside the plane," Claudia replied as she moves outside the box, follow by others. Arthur keeps trying to steady his feets as the plane's shaking. But the Doctor failed to do so as he's practically tumbles around while Claudia and Delaney leaning against the galley wall with Clara.

"How did we get here?"

"The Tardis is a spaceship," Arthur repeated, holding both chairs beside him as Claudia heads for the cockpit battling turbulence, opens the cockpit door using her sonic fountain pen and enters it.

"Is this the plane, the actual plane?" Clara asked. "Are they all dead?"

Delaney checks one of the passenger's pulse. "Asleep. My guess they all got switched off by the Wi-Fi."

A bout of turbulence causes Delaney to tumble and fall on an unconscious stewardness whom seated by the exit. The Doctor helps her stands and tumbles into the cockpit alongside Clara while Delaney holds Arthur closer.

"Hold on!" The Doctor yelled from the cockpit's speaker. Both of them brace for something else as the plane's shaking violently for some minutes before finally stabilized.

Soon, three of them exit the cockpit as all passengers start to wake up.

"We better be going," Claudia suggested.

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After that, they sent the Tardis into the next day, in a hope so whoever responsible for Wi-Fi thingy will get tired for searching them. But since they don' have anything else to do, the Doctor take them all into a cafe for breakfast.

"So if we can travel anywhere in time and space, why did we travel to the morning?" Clara asked as Arthur eats his bacon and Claudia eats her pancake. "What's the point in that?"

"Whoever's after us spent the whole night looking for us," Claudia replied after munching her food on her mouth. "They must be tired looking for us."

The Doctor nods as he's typing Clara's laptop. "They've got to be close, definitely London, going by the signal distribution. I can hack the lowest level of their operating system, but I can't establish a physical location, the security's too good."

"Are you all an alien?"

"I'm human," Arthur announced. He's certain that he's human being. He does suffer some sort of rare complication with his heart. But aside that, he's perfectly normal.

"Beside Arthur, all of us are alien," Delaney shared. "Okay with that?"

"Fine, yeah. I think I'm fine."

"That's good," the Doctor noted.

"So what happens if you do find them? What then?" Clara asked.

"Usually we'll barge in and come up with a plan," Delaney admitted.

"You don't have a plan?"

"I have some," Claudia remarked. "But usually I'm just going along with them."

"So... how long have you been looking after those kids?" Delaney inquired, holding her cup of cappucino.

"About a year, since their mum died," Clara replied.

"Okay. But why you? Family friend, I get that, but there must have been others. Why did it have to be you? I mean, you don't really seem like a nanny," the Doctor pointed out.

"Yeah, right," Claudia rolls her eyes, nudging him. "And you are a competent nanny?"

"Oi! I can take care of Sunny, thank you very much!"

Clara didn't reply that. Instead, she puts her drink and grabbing her laptop. "Gimme!"

The Doctor refused Clara to takes it. "Sorry, what?"

"You need to know where they physically are. Their exact location."

"Yes."

"I can do it," she insisted, grabs her laptop.

"Oi! I need that!"

"You've hacked the lower operating system. I'll have their physical location in under 5 minutes. Go and get a coffee."

"You sure?" Claudia asked, her eyebrown raise, like dare her.

"They uploaded me, remember? I've got computing stuff in my head. I can find them in under 5 minutes, plus photographs."

"Is that a challange I hear?"

"Depends on what you think it is."

Claudia smirks. "Okay, then. Try it."

"Thank you," Clara thanked and starts typing her laptop, focus on her search.

"I'm thirsty," Delaney suddenly said and grabs the Doctor's hand. "Come on."

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"Don't force a conversation like that, Doctor," Delaney lightly scolded him as they enter to the coffee bar that is loaded with pastries. "She'll be suspicious on us."

"I know, I know," he admitted, picks up a plate holding a chocolate cake and inhales the scent. He sets it down on the counter. "Ooh! I like this one. Two more cappuccinos over there, please."

"One moment, Sir," the barrista said walks over to the machine to start the process.

"Oh, look at this one!" The Doctor looks intently at the pastries. "Do you think Sunny will like it?"

"He's just eat breakfast, Doctor," Delaney said before frowns as the electricity crackle and the lights flicker.

"You realise you haven't the slightest chance of saving your little friend?" The barrista asked them.

"Excuse me?" The woman asked, noticing a flash of blue around him.

"I said one moment, Miss," he replied, stops and stares ahead, towel over his arm. "I said, there is not the slightest chance you can save your little friend. And don't annoy the old man, he isn't, in fact, speaking."

Delaney pats the Doctor's shoulder as a waitress comes to them, holding a tray against her body. "I'm speaking. Just using whatever's to hand. Oh, she's rather pretty, isn't she? Do you like her? I can make her like your blue-hair girl too, if you want."

"Don't you dare messing with her, you bastard," Delaney snarled with a glare. She hates that people would messing around with her daughter. No one mess with her, and especially, Claudia. She knows Claudia is older now. She can take care of herself. But her mother instinct will always kick in everytime the enemies dare to threat her child.

The waitress leans away from Delaney. "Is there something wrong, Miss?" She asked quietly, sounds scared.

"No. Everything's fine," she replied and heading back outside with the Doctor, finding Clara still working on her laptop with Claudia and Arthur standing beside her, watching.

Arthur's forehead furrowed with the Doctor and Delaney's expression. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing Sunny," the Doctor assured him with a smile before looking at Clara. "Everything okay?"

"Sure, setting up stuff, need a user name," Clara replied.

"Learning fast. I like it," Claudia admitted.

"Clara Oswald for the win! Oswin!" She suggested, not noticing the hard expression on others. Of the name that belongs to a woman that the Doctor and Delaney met before.

"Doctor, we forget my drink," Delaney suddenly said, which the Doctor immediately knows what she indicates.

"Ah, yes, of course," he agreed as he and her enter the cafe again.

The waitress from before walks around them. "Now I want you to take a look around. Go on. Go on, have a little stroll. And see how impossible your situation is. Go on, take a look. I do love showing off," she leered before return back to normal and moves on.

Delaney and the Doctor look around the cafe seriously. She spots an electricity crackles surround a young girl who's having some time with her family. She soon stands. "Just let me show you what control of the Wi-Fi can do for you. Stop!"

Everyone in the coffee shop freezes.

"We saw what you can do last night," the Doctor denoted. "And I truly hate it for nearly caused my Sunny in danger."

"And clear," the girl commanded and everyone leaves the shop.

An energy crackles again and the woman on TV speaking. "We can hack anyone in the Wi-Fi once they've been exposed long enough."

"I suspected your robot's here?" Delaney asked.

"There's always someone close. We've released thousands into the world. They home in on the Wi-Fi like rats sniffing cheese."

Upset, the Doctor strides towards the TV. "I don't know who you are or why you're doing this but the people of this world will not be harmed, they will not be controlled, they will not be..."

"The people of this world are. In no danger whatsoever. My client requires a steady diet of living human minds. Healthy, free-range, human minds. He loves and cares for humanity. In fact, he can't get enough of it."

"Your client is mad," Delaney commented. "This is cruel."

"It's life, Dame Redwood," she sneered of her status name that she received long ago, which makes the woman herself wonder how she can know that. "The farmer tends his flock like a loving parent. The abattoir is not a contradiction. No one loves cattle more than Burger King."

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"That's amazing!" Arthur complimented, looking at Clara's computer as she finds a face recognition site and uploads all the photos she took and found a number of different social networking sites to find the workers' names.

"I admit, I'm impress," Claudia agreed, drinking her orange juice as Clara found the company they're looking for. "Shard. What an odd name." She, Clara, and Arthur glances at the building. "And yet, not odd as well." She looks at the brunette. "Do you have a phone?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I need to contact someone."

As Clara gives Claudia her phone, the Doctor comes back.

"I did it. I really did, I did it. I found them," Clara informed him.

"You found them."

Arthur looks at the Doctor, tenses up. He sounds monotone without any happy or excited tone he always uses. Claudia also senses that since she haven't call, just staring the Doctor seriously.

"The Shard. They're in the Shard. Floor 65," Clara continued.

"Floor 65."

"Clara, stop," Arthur warned.

"Are you the Doctor?" Claudia suddenly asked out of nowhere. "Do you where you are?"

"I am the Doctor. I know where I am."

Clara soon realizes this isn't the Doctor, remembering what happen before. Claudia and Clara takes a step back as the Doctor's head spins, revealing him to be the robot. A beam shoots out from the dish, ready to attack Clara.

But in a quick movement, Claudia shoves Clara and Arthur away, shielding her from them with the beam hit her instead.

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"Doctor! Miss Delaney!" Arthur yelled, hurriedly enter the cafe, looking so pale and panic. "The robot! Claudia!"

Both adults waste no time to ask. They left the cafe and find Claudia's lying on floor, unconsciouss while Clara shaking her body, scared and confused.

"Claudia!" Delaney steps hurriedly beside her daughter as the Doctor and Arthur spots the head of the robot that's spinning, showing Claudia's consciouss is inside. No panic words coming from her mouth. Instead, she's just stand still, looking worry, but determined as well.

Soon, Delaney stands up. For the first time, Arthur step aside after looking at the woman's expression. How angry she is now, which is quite scary itself, as Delaney never get angry with him or others. The fact that she is angry and glaring at the robot makes Arthur realizes how personal this is now.

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"Let me out now," Claudia simply stated without concern to the people on Shard. She knows the risk and she knows that she might get some scold from her mother after this whole affair finish. But right now, she needs to focus on hed main priority. "We can settle this in peaceful way."

A man and woman that Claudia indentify as Mahler and Kizlet are standing in front of the monitor where she's in.

"Should we pulp her? Or keep her as a hostage?" Mahler asked, concern.

"There's no point, she's fully integrated now, she can't be downloaded again. I'm sure they know that," Kizlet replied.

"My mother won't like to hear that," she simply added, raising her eyebrow. "She's not a type of person who you like to see when get's angry."

Then, they heard a glass shatter.

"Told ya," the bluenette said.

▪︎▪︎▪︎

Arthur watches as Delaney and the Doctor sitting in front of Clara's laptop, both looks equally serious while Clara keeps Arthur on her lap.

They all watching as an older woman enters the room from the monitor of the laptop. "Do come in."

"Download her," Delaney demanded. "Download Claudia Redwood into her body. NOW."

"Sorry about the draft."

"You better do it now or I will hunt all of you."

"I can't."

"Don't you dare lie to me. My father raised me to knows when someone lie or not. And you just lied to me."

"She's a fully integrated part of the data cloud now. She can't be separated," the woman insisted.

"Then do it."

"You realise what would happen?"

"Yes. I'll save them. They'll be back inside their body."

"A tiny number. Most would simply die."

The Doctor moves the robot so it and the woman can face-to-face. "Another lie from your mouth," Delaney remarked. "Stop trying to speak more lies and send those people back to normal. Or I'll make you do it."

She scoffed. "As if you would do that. We have your file. We know you're not capable of committing something's heinous or horrible."

"Perhaps. But I won't hesitant to do so just to save my daughter from people like you. Download everyone back."

"No."

The blonde woman just sighs. "Be my guest," she said, gesturing the Doctor to finish the job.

"My pleasure," he agreed, typing and pressing some buttons to extract her consciouss into the cloud and giving her employee some order to comply her order to downloading everyone's consciouss back to the owner.

"They're in," Clara reported, holding her phone. "UNIT will take care the rest."

"Good," Delaney nods as Claudia slowly wakes up. Before Claudia can say more, all of them hug the bluenette in relief.

"You better not do that again, young lady!" Delaney warned, giving her a pointing look that Arthur often got with adults at his orphanage.

"But..."

"No excuse! Do you have any idea how much panic I am?!"

"Wow," Clara murmured at Delaney's scolding with poor Claudia and how many people start to see the commotion they had caused.

Arthur just about to say something, but suddenly he feels his head are hurting, which gives him a realization what this might be.

"I think I'm going to ju..."

He soon disappears before he finishing his words.