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Half an Hour Earlier
"Alright, tell me! Where are we?" questioned Clara.
"Patience!" said the Doctor. "Wow. I never thought I'd say that!" The Doctor took Clara's hand and started to lead her down a dirt path. Clara turned back.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Come on, Eli!" A man whose face is shadowed followed them as the Doctor pulled Clara around a corner. When Eli was out of earshot, the Doctor pulled Clara to his side and started whispering something to her.
"Clara, why did we have to bring him? He will just put a damper in all our travels!" asked the Doctor. Clara stopped in her tracks and turned towards the Doctor. She gave him a a look.
"Doctor!" she exclaimed disgustedly. "I want him here! That is why he is here!" She turned around and started walking back to the TARDIS. The Doctor tried to stop her, but she just kept on walking.
"No! Clara!" The Doctor huffed in disappointment. He walked a very short way forward on the dirt path and emerged into a full field of fully bloomed, red rose bushes. "Your favorite," whispered the Doctor. The Doctor turned and walked back to the TARDIS.
"Where to now, Eli. I've chosen everywhere so far. Now you chose," the Doctor proclaimed sadly. The shadowed face shrugged.
"Thought so," the Doctor said as he turned towards the console controls.
"DOCTOR! WATCH OUT!" yelled Clara as the Doctor landed face flat on the floor, knocked out on impact.
"OI! ELI! WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" screamed Clara as she ran to aid the Doctor. "You've knocked him out cold!" Clara cried.
"Get up, NOW." demanded the man. Clara swiveled towards him while simultaneously standing up. She did this with a sort of grace only the Impossible Girl could.
"Eli, calm down," pleaded Clara as the man walked towards her with a knife.
"Stop calling me that! That is NOT my name," argued the man. He was now getting nearer and nearer to Clara. He pinned her up against the console controls as he stepped over the Doctor's unconscious body. Clara grasped the sides of the control panels and tilts her head back as the man threatens her neck with the knife.
"Then, what?" asked Clara with a strained voice.
"Doesn't matter now, love. All I need right now is the Impossible Girl, and unfortunately, that's bad news for you!"
"Impossible? What makes me impos-?" but before she could finish her sentence, the shadow-faced man scooped her up onto his shoulder and strutted out of the TARDIS, leaving the door wide open.
