She was having an odd dream. In that dream there was a man, and he had a strange blue box. They had landed on a planet, which the man described as an inter-galactic prison.
She had asked him why exactly they were there, but the man merely shrugged and gestured at the box, saying they had been pulled in. Sure that the odd blue box had a good reason for bringing them here, the two began to investigate.
It wasn't all that long before guards had mysteriously appeared out of nowhere. They grabbed her by the arms and dragged her off, leaving the man shouting at them, calling her name…
Alice woke up and blinked wearily at the book she had been reading. Slightly embarrassed that he had fallen asleep in the library, she got up and put the back where it belonged.
Odd dream, she thought, trying her best to recall it. But it had slipped away. She shook her head, deciding that all this reading had gotten to her.
She glanced out the library's ridiculously large windows and noticed that the sun had just begun to rise. She had been asleep here all night. She sighed and headed off to do something Queen-like.
She considered breakfast, but she wasn't hungry. It was also frowned upon for the queen to go out riding, so that was out of the question.
There's nothing to do! She thought ruefully, and that nagging little voice at the back of her head started its argument about there something being wrong again. She ignored it, but then instantly felt bad for doing so.
"Your Highness" one of the servants said
"Yeah?" she asked, turning to look at him.
"Sorry to inform you, but today's that day again."
She sighed, knowing what day he was talking about. It was the day all the people came to her with their problems. Though, it was getting better these past few years. People had started having less and less problems. Not like she was complaining, it meant less work for her.
And that's a problem, the voice in the back of her head said.
"Pardon my asking" the Doctor said, walking over to the supervisor of a project in the virtual cells area. "What are they working on in there?" He showed the psychic paper to the supervisor.
"A new holding cell" the supervisor replied, "some of the prisoners have strong minds, and are requiring more to hold them. This new prototype should solve that problem. I'm nearly positive it even has enough strength to hold a Time Lord."
The Doctor hid the look of surprise that crossed his face. There was something about the way the supervisor had said that that had given him the chills. It was almost like he knew…
The sooner I'm out of here, the better, the Doctor decided. He headed off to go find Alice.
He reached cell 766 quickly and opened it with the key. He rushed in and checked the status of the machine Alice was hooked up to. The results made him grimace. If he were to turn it off her brains would be fried. The only way to get her out was to wake her up.
Frustrated, but only slightly, he began talking to her.