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Clara's eyes widened as she heard the Dalek's cries through the small window. She looked expectantly at Eleven, who shook his head sadly.
"Doctor you can't let this happen!" She said "Please don't let this happen!"
"Clara, if I could do something I would but… I can't"
"But Doctor!" Clara started, before another scream filled the room. The Ninth Doctor fell to the floor in agony as a beam hit him in the chest. Another section on the light turned blue.
"Doctor, you need to do something!" Clara cried "If you don't… I will!" she said, picking up a spare Dalek suction cup utensil.
"Clara I can't let you do this!" Eleven said "Because I have a plan!"
Eight screamed as he collapsed to the floor. The King Dalek shrieked out "NOT LONG NOW DOCTOR, THE SOULD BOMB IS ALMOST CHARGED!" another section on the roof turned blue.
The Doctors looked at each other, but no one had any ideas. All hope was lost.
Or was it?