It was all too overwhelming for Moriarty. The Master, The Doctor, aliens... Different landscapes momentarily flashed before Moriarty's eyes. They were beautiful, absolutely stunning; the fields of red grass and the magnificent snow-capped mountains standing tall against an orange sky. There were trees with silver leaves and golden hills stretching far beyond the horizon. But the drumming was driving him to the edge. Moriarty stood up and ran to the end of the corridor where The Master had left him. He wrenched the door open and ran out into the foyer of the university campus. The moonlight bathed the stone floor and the shrubbery created demonic shadows that swayed in the cold breeze. Moriarty took a deep breath and looked up to the starless sky. He wiped his hands against his coat, hoping the blood wouldn't stain it and closed his eyes.

"This is just a very, very vivid dream," Moriarty assured himself.

He tried to block out the memories The Master had given him, but it was no use. The drumming just got louder and louder. Moriarty clenched his teeth and shivered as the cold breeze whipped through his hair. He inhaled, letting the crisp mown grass fill his nostrils, and then slowly exhaled whilst whispering:

"No monsters, no aliens, and no –"

Moriarty was cut off. He recognised it – that sound, but not from his own memory. The wind around him grew stronger, rustling the leaves on the hedges, disturbing the peace that he was trying so desperately to find. He opened his eyes and to his astonishment, a blue police box had materialized in front of him. His blue box – The Doctor. Moriarty jumped back and gasped.

"No, NO. DON'T YOU COME HERE TRYING TO FIX EVERYTHING," he shouted at the box.

There was a loud creak, and slowly the door of the TARDIS started to open.

"No," whispered Moriarty, as he stepped away from the box. "No more aliens."

As Moriarty turned to run, he could hear a muffled voice shout behind him "don't go into the shadows!" But it was too late. Moriarty was running through the corridors of the university, trying to get away from all these aliens that mysteriously popped out of nowhere. He could hear his own heart beating inside his ears over the top of the drumming and the footsteps that were following him through the campus. Moriarty felt dizzy all of a sudden; disorientated and confused. He was back in the foyer again and the blue box was still there, but the door was open. Get the box, he thought. Get it and go.

Moriarty's head spun as he clambered into the TARDIS. He knew how to fly it, he knew about the controls, so what was he waiting for? The door suddenly shut behind him and Moriarty felt his heart stop momentarily. Who was it? Who was in the TARDIS with him? The Master or The Doctor? Moriarty could feel his stomach churning inside him. He gripped his coat and slowly slid to the ground.

Darkness...