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Chapter Three: A Strange Agony.
The TARDIS was speaking rapidly. It was giving me instructions to press various buttons, pull different levers and attaching IV to my arms and some weird wires to my forehead.
To say I was scared is a complete understatement.
After at least fifteen minutes of working on the control panel and sticking various wires on myself, she told me that it's time and to pull that last lever that'll start it.
With trembling hands, I pulled the lever. There was the wheezing sound again as the TARDIS began shaking.
I was seated on a chair to securely strap myself so that I don't fall when my energy is transferred.
Then I felt it. At first, it was a small tinge of pain in my head. Then it started increasing. It was like someone continously stabbing my brain from the inside. I firmly gripped the handles of the chair and closed my eyes shut.
After a few seconds, the pain was excruciating. I was screaming. Crying as my nails dug into the chair handle. It was something I never experienced.
It went on forever, I thought. Every second felt like an hour and I felt like my brain was going to burst into tiny pieces.
I was standing on the edge of unconsciousness when it finally stopped. The pain subsided, my head went limp and my eyes were droopy. I could still feel that horrible ache in my brain even if it wasn't there.
My heartbeats slowed down eventually and I felt a teeny bit better. But I didn't have the energy to unstrap myself and get up to find out what was going on. So I decided to sit there and wait for someone to come.
After what felt like twenty minutes later, I heard the door open. I was still strapped to the chair, sitting limped with my eyes closed.
I could hear people talking but it was coming from near the door. I was not able to make out the voices, but it was more than one person, that I was sure. When they came closer, I finally could listen quite clearly.
"Who is she Doctor?" A female voice. So familiar.
"Oh my God just look at her! She looks awful. Is she even breathing?" A concerned male voice. This one familiar too. A hand was pressed to my wrist while another touching my cheek.
"She's unconscious." The same male voice stated.
"Doctor, who is she?" The female voice, which I was trying hard to remember who it belonged to, spoke again.
There were sounds of buttons being pressed and levers being pulled near me. Someone was touching all the wires attached to me as if examining them.
"I don't know, Amy. But I do know why she's here." Now this voice I could recognise even if my brain is numb. The voice I've grown to love so much. Hearing it made me want to open my eyes and look at the person the voice belonged to. But I couldn't.
"Well, then why is she here?" The male voice asked which I was finally able to recognise as Rory Williams.
"The TARDIS used up her brain energy to get her," the Doctor said while he was still messing with the controls.
"But why would she use up her energy? Why her?" The female voice, which was obviously Amelia Pond's, asked.
"I have an idea why, but I'm not quite sure," the Doctor said slowly, dragging every word as if he was lost in thought.
"I have seen her somewhere...I don't know where but I'm sure it's her..." Amy said.
"You saw her just a few minutes ago, Amy. She was there, standing outside the window, watching us. She was there almost throughout our time here in the dream world." The Doctor stated whilst moving over to press more buttons.
"Yes...I saw a girl too but didn't get to see her face." Rory said and I was wondering what they were talking about.
"It was her Rory." The Doctor stated as a matter of fact. He had moved away from me and if my Doctor Who knowledge is as good as I think, I'm sure he was working the buttons of the screen, probably searching for information on me.
"Oh! This is beautiful! " The Doctor screamed and I knew he finally understood.
"What?" I heard Amy ask.
"The dream we were in, it was hers. She made it up. She is the creator of that dream. And apparently, we are not on our earth. It's a parallel world. Oh, that is extraordinary! The Dream Lord got us in this world and put us in a dream made by a girl who lives here so that it would be completely impossible for the TARDIS to harness that amount of energy to even get in the dream."
"But it still doesn't explain why she's here in this condition," said Rory.
"That's because the dream is inside her brain. It was created there. And the TARDIS used the energy from her brain cells and connected to her memory of the dream. It soaked out a lot of energy from her and it might have been quite...painful," the Doctor finished, dragging at the last word.
"So would she be okay? I mean, will there be any...side effects like memory loss or something?" Amy asked.
"No she'll be completely fine but there...is...one huge problem," the Doctor said cautiously.
"What?" It was both, Amy and Rory this time, seriousness accompanied their voices.
"We can't get out of here unless we use her again. We are still in the dream and we have...exactly 3.5 minutes until the ship blasts." This was not happening. My heart started beating really fast as I waited for either of them to say anything.
"A-are you sure there's no other way?" Amy asked slowly.
"No."
I wanted to scream. I wanted all this to be just a dream. I was freaking out, about to have a panic attack.
"Doctor, we can't do this to her! Just look at her!" Rory shouted.
"Yes, Rory, I know! I'm trying to find another way but the TARDIS can't get out of this. It's a dreamworld. It's not made to travel through dreams!" voice was frantic as I could hear him working on all the levers and buttons again.
"Doctor, you have to hurry up. It's just 2 minutes now!" A voice I didn't quite recognise. It was someone else and the way he said it, it was like he was enjoying all this.
"You...why are you doing this?" Amy's voice was filled with rage.
"Oh dear Amelia, it's not me. It's called destiny. Bye!" And I didn't hear that voice again.
"Doctor, now what?" Amy asked frantically.
"Now...oh...umm...I think...aaaaagh!" I could almost picture him pulling at his hair. He sounded so frustrated.
I couldn't let this happen. They were already here because of my daydream. It was partly my fault that I built the dream so complex. I can't let them die here.
When the Doctor was working something on the controls near me, I raised my hand with all my strength and grabbed his coat. It was painful but I held the coat tightly. He thankfully noticed and took my hand.
I tried opening my eyes but I managed to lift only one of my eyelids. Enough to see a really blurry image of a face I thought was the Doctor.
"Hey...hey, are you alright? Are you trying to say something?" The Doctor whispered gently.
It took all my strength but I finally managed to croak out, "Do it...p-please."
"But-" he started but I knew that we had less time.
"Doctor, do it. Now." And that was it. I couldn't speak more than that.
"Are you sure?" He asked again but didn't get any answer as Amy screamed.
"Doctor! It's just 30 seconds now!"
I felt the Doctor drop my hand and the last thing I heard from him was "I'm sorry." The terrible pain started again which pushed me to unconsciousness right away.
*End of flashback.*
