Inside the halls of the Papal Mainframe was a red carpet and was lit with a deep blue light in the hollow interior. The Doctor, the Professor, Clara, Mr Gold and Belle walked down it towards a group of people standing on either side of the carpet.

"I don't feel like I'm wearing anything," Clara stated.

"I know, relaxing, isn't it?" the Doctor asked.

"What is this place?" Belle asked.

"The Church of the Papal Mainframe, security hub of the known universe." "Security church? Terrific," Mr Gold noted.

"They keep you safe in this world and the next," the Doctor said as they approached the podium that Tasha Lem stood on. He bowed down to her. "I venerate the exaltation of the Mother Superious."

The others slightly bowed as well.

"Welcome to the Church of the Papal Mainframe," a man that looked like an Army General greeted. "Your nudity is appreciated."

"Hey, babes," Tasha greeted the Doctor. "Loving the frock," the Doctor complimented. "Is that a new body? Give us a twirl!"

The Doctor spun around. "Tash, this old thing? Lease! I've been rocking it for centuries."

Tasha smirked. "Nice, though. Tight."

"Is this important, dearie?" Mr Gold asked. "Why did you summon us?"

"Rumple, Belle. Professor, Clara … this is Tasha Lem," the Doctor introduced. "She is the head of the Church of the Papal Mainframe." The Doctor laughed, then stifled it. "Tash, this is my …" He flapped his hands uncertainly as he tried to think of the words to describe them while Tasha grinned.

"We're his family," Mr Gold finished.

Tasha leaned toward one of her guards. "We'll go to my chapel," she said, then looked around. "All honours in place, no sacrifices required."

Tasha led them through the corridors along the red carpet that lined them.

"It was Tasha who shielded the planet," the Doctor explained. "But you could sneak me down there, couldn't you, Tash?"

"I would have conditions," Tasha told him as the group stopped at the door to her chapel. She turned to the others. "I have confidential matters to discuss with the Doctor. Would you excuse us?"

"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of them," the Doctor said. "Well … Quite a lot of it. Probably about half, maybe about a smidge under. Actually. Would you all mind waiting out here, please?"

"Of course," Mr Gold said. "You too, get yourselves a room. Don't want to stop true love from happening."

The Doctor looked back at him. "Yes, quite." Then he realised what had been said. "No, stop it!"

"It's kind of funny, actually," the Professor said.

"Boss of the psycho space nuns? So you!" Clara told the Doctor.

The Doctor grins, and then he entered the chapel after Tasha. The double wooden doors shut behind him, leaving the Professor, Clara, Mr Gold and Belle alone in the vast red-carpeted hall. They saw a creature (with three long fingers and a thumb) walk out from a pillar. Its middle finger was thicker and longer than the other two fingers.

"What is that?" Belle asked.

"A Silent," the Professor answered.

The Doctor entered the chapel and approached the middle of the room. To what looked like a cross between an altar and bed stood. "That altar looks like a bed," he pointed out.

"That bed looks like an altar," Tasha said back, holding two goblets, watching as the Doctor tested it for firmness before sitting on the edge of the mattress. Tasha handed him a green drink, which he sipped and then spat back out into the goblet.

Tasha leaned in front of the Doctor. "Excuse me," she said, turning a switch on, and the three-toned message echoed into the room. "That message is transmitting through all of space and time. What did it make you feel?"

The Doctor stood back up. "Feel?" he asked.

"Every sentient being in the universe who detected that signal felt something. Something overpowering."

"What?"

"Fear. Pure, unadulterated dread."

Meanwhile, the Silent approached the others slowly outside the chapel. It seemed to vanish, then reappeared with its arms spread as in supplication.

"How does that work?" Belle asked, looking at Mr Gold and then the Professor. "I saw it and then forgot? What is it?"

"The reason why the Professor was brought to me," Mr Gold said, then approached the Silent. "Do you remember…" He tilted his head slightly, "…killing the Doctor?"

Before it disappeared behind another pillar, the creature rasped, and they all forgot what they were looking at. Mr Gold turned around. "Was there someone here?"

In the room, the Doctor walked away from Tasha and paced around the room. "Right, what's the signal? Where's it coming from?"

"It's a settlement. Human colony, level two," Tasha answered. "A farm."

"Right, anyone been for a look?"

"Any one ship lands; the rest will follow. There will be bloodshed. Fortunately, we got here first, shielding the planet. We maintain the truce by blocking all of them."

The Doctor leaned over the bed. "Daleks, Cybermen. One of that lot could break through your defences."

Tasha was on the other side and leaned closer to the Doctor. "Perhaps, but they're afraid, remember? Nobody wants to go first."

"I do."

Tasha smiled. "I was counting on it."

Outside the room, the Silent approached them again, and they all remembered that it was there. "Confess," it rasped.

Mr Gold stared back at it. "How do you know about that?" he asked. Only he knew he had the real dagger. How did they know?

"Confess," another Silent rasped as two more joined the first one.

"No one here knows what I did," Mr Gold told them. "How do you know?" "Rumple, what are you talking about?" the Professor asked.

"Confess," a Silent told them as the four backed towards the room and barged through the doors. They shut again, and they forgot what was on the other side.

The Doctor looked at them. "You okay?" he asked them. "Fine," Clara said, looking at both the Doctor and Tasha. "Yeah, of course," the Professor added.

Tasha moved to the back of the room. "Right, this is my teleport. I can put you all down just outside the town. Find the source of the message and report back to me in one hour. And on your life, Doctor, you will cause no trouble down there," she said, standing next to two confessional booths.

The Doctor stepped in one and shut the curtain. "When do I?" He opened the curtain again. "On second thought, don't answer that." He closed the curtain again, but Tasha opened it again and held out a hand. The Doctor looked at it. "What?"

"I'm not an idiot. Everyone in this church is trained to see straight through holograms."

"Wonderful," Mr Gold sarcastically muttered.

"Give now," Tasha continued to the Doctor. "You're taking no technology of any kind down

there."

"What can I do with a key?" the Doctor said, then looked at his companions. "You, in, now."

"Only one person can travel at a time per booth," Tasha said.

The Professor looked at Clara. "I'll go first," he said, approaching the booths.

"You could summon your TARDIS," Tasha said to the Doctor.

"The TARDIS doesn't work by remote," the Doctor retorted. He shut the curtain again, then opened it. He took a key around his neck and gave it to her. "Fine, if it makes you feel any better, there we are."

"Remember, I want you all back in one hour," Tasha told them. She fiddled with some controls, and there was a flash of light.