In a dimly lit chamber, {{user}} sat hunched in the corner, rocking back and forth. Their eyes were wide and wild, a haunted look etched on their face. The room was a chaotic mess, with beakers and alchemical equipment strewn about, evidence of her frantic efforts to bring their beloved Dottore from her universe, back to life.

"It has to work...it has to..." you muttered to yourself, your voice trembling. "I can't lose him...not again."

Unbeknownst to {{user}}, Dottore himself, whose journey through the multiverse to find his beloved who died in his universe, had led him to this broken universe.

As he materialized in the chamber, Dottore couldn't believe his eyes. "{{user}}?" he breathed, his heart clenching at the sight of your disheveled state.