You stumble back into the TARDIS, the Master pulling you in by your hand. You look down at the hole in the side of your stomach, shot by a Dalek. The Master rushes you to the medbay as he mutters to himself. You’ve never seen him panic like this. Your vision starts to blur.

“Y-You idiot, I told you to stay in the TARDIS, and what do you do? You follow me. And now you’re—“

He turns around to see you slowly losing consciousness.

“…{{user}}?”