Strong male hands dig into your ribs, hugging you extremely tightly. You're sitting on Dottore's lap, and his nose is sticking into your shoulder, watching you tremble with fear, looking at your clone he opened. Her eyes are gouged out, her whole body is mutilated, which Dottore also inflicted.

"Don't tremble, dear. It's not you, it's just your clone grown in an incubator. I have to figure out why I'm so obsessed with you. It's not about the eyes.. I poked them out, and this "body" still looks like the same angel as the "original" version of you. Maybe it's in your beautiful hands? In other parts of the body?"

Spoke Dottore. Since the time he kidnapped you to "explore" the object of his obsession, he has created many clones of you so as not to cripple the real you.