"Where are we going now?" Clara Oswin Oswald asked the Doctor as she entered the Tardis. Her face was lit up with a smile, a dimple showing in one cheek.

"Are you sure you're all rested from our big adventure last weekend?" he asked her with a sly grin on his face.

"What? Stopping the Time War and resolving a conflict between humans and Zygons?" Clara mock-shrugged. "No biggie."

The Doctor laughed out loud. "That's my Impossible Girl." He lifted up both hands in the air and Clara high-fived them.

Just as their hands met in the air, the Tardis door suddenly slammed shut. The Tardis began to move - well, move was a tame word. The reality was that machinery under their feet began to whir, the floor shook and tilted back and forth violently, and the usual Tardis noise almost sounded a little strangled. The Doctor and Clara both grabbed at the circular console as they fell backwards.

"I guess it's not up for us to decide!" the Doctor yelled, frantically trying to get his balance back.

"What do you mean, it's not for us to decide?" Clara shouted back over the loud Tardis noise. "Can't you control your own machine?"

"Hey, don't be rude to the Tardis!" the Doctor frowned. He stroked the console as he looked at it, lovingly. "She didn't mean it, old girl," he said in a lower voice, almost as if to himself.

"Whatever." Clara rolled her eyes. She and the Tardis had never got along, and she didn't think they ever would.

"Hold onto your hats!" the Doctor waved his fingers at her, and quickly put his hand back down as he almost lost balance again.

"Neither of us are wearing any hats!" Clara yelled back at him.

Before the Doctor had time to come up with a snarky response, something very strange happened. And when I say strange, I don't mean your type of strange. Clara had seen a LOT with the Doctor, and what happened then was utterly abnormal - even for a space-and-time-travelling Time Lord and companion.

Several things happened at once. The Tardis doors suddenly flew open at the same time that the Doctor lost his grip. He went flying towards the open door. Clara opened her mouth to scream, but then a great wind hit her in the mouth, taking her breath away. She felt dizzy as she suddenly felt her own grip loosening and herself flying backwards until she hit her head very hard and everything went black.