The Master found himself lying helplessly on a bed in the TARDIS, his life hanging by a thread. He struggled to recall how he'd ended up here, but the memories were hazy. Suddenly, a figure stepped into view—The doctor..

"What...?"

What was going on? One minute, he was dying behind some tiny, cheap store, and the next, he was in somebody else's bed.. and wait - who's shirt was he wearing??