A.N- Hey guys! How are you all doing? Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I'll try and make up for it with this chapter. For the person who told me they wanted more action, I hope this chapter satisfies your craving. Thanks guys for all the reading and all the reviewing. You all have a special place in my heart. R&R:)

Clara blinked her eyes open. She didn't know where she was. When she looked around, everything was blurry. She rubbed her eyes and looked around again, but nothing changed, then she realized, I'm really drunk. She realized she was laying on a booth seat. She tried to get up, but she fell over and landed on something warm. She looked at it, it appeared to be a body...with out a pulse. She jumped up and managed to gain her balance when she stood. There were thousand of bodies in the room, they all appeared to be dead or asleep.

Clara looked outside the window to see the sign that said, humans only, except it was backwards. So I'm still inside the nightclub. The sun was shining through the window, telling her that it was morning, even though it had been night time when she had arrived. She didn't know what to do. She ran into the ladies room and looked into the mirror. Her bun that she had her hair in was messed up, and she had purple lipstick covering her cheeks. She tried to think back to last night, but she had no memory.

She tried to use her detective skills to figure out what happened, but she was so drunk she couldn't think straight. She decided to get out of the club and find the TARDIS, hopefully Scarlet and The Doctor hadn't left without her.

Clinging to the walls, Clara eventually found her way to the front door, but it was locked. She banged on it aggressively, but nothing happened. She wished she had The Doctor with her, or at least his sonic.

She heard a rustle behind her. She turned around to see the television had turned on by itself, revealing a man-alien thing that kind of looked like a fish. The fish shot out of the screen, becoming a hologram next to her. It spoke in a deep voice.

"You human scum shall be eradicated from Spirit Nova forever! All alive humans shall be taken to Glumanion ships to be sold as slaves."

Clara didn't know what to think of this, what had happened that made these fish people so angry? Clara saw them walking around outside last night, not caring if they had passed a human. Then she remembered something from before she got drunk. They were in the 4000's, there must have been some anti-drunk medicine or drink or something.

She stumbled to the bar, she tried to read all of the drink labels with her blurry vision. She came across a liquid with a blue color, kind of like cleaning fluid. She couldn't clearly read it, but it had the word sober on it, so that was enough for Clara. She popped open the top and chugged until her vision came back to her. It had worked to get her sober, but now she had the worst hangover. At least now she could see what she was doing and think straight. She clutched her head as she grabbed a chair from the bar and threw it at the door. Future glass was just the same as regular glass, shattering as the chair impacted it. She ran outside to look for The Doctor and Scarlet.

Scarlet woke up, her head raging in pain. She felt it to touch a bruise. Unlike Clara, or The Doctor. She didn't get drunk, so she remembered everything that had happened last night. Everything was dark around her. She was sitting down and felt a cool metal on her bum. She also felt something soft resting on her shoulder. The Doctor, still unconscious, was tied up with his back facing hers.

If only she had his sonic screwdriver she could untie them, but then she remembered, she had something sonic too. Hiding under her jacket was her blaster. Who ever had captured them didn't see it. She uncomfortably shifted her had and managed to get it out. She tried her best to point it at the ropes, and shot it. The yellow light shot through the ropes, also illuminating the room for a millisecond.

Scarlet she thousands of humans, all tied up in groups of two. She untangled the ropes around her hands and stood up. She shot the blaster again and looked at all the people. She shot it again and again, but she couldn't find who she was looking for. Someone must of heard the blasts, because another blow to the head made everything go black.