Leyna's POV

"I don't know what I'd be without that noise", the Master said.

"I wonder what I'd be, without you", the Doctor said.

"Yeah", the Master responded. They both looked distant. Like they were thinking of something else, something in their past.

"When did the noise start?" I asked. I wanted to at least be part of this conversation and not just a scared captive.

"It began on Gallifrey, as children. Not that you'd call it childhood. More a life of duty. Eight years old. I was taken for initiation, to stare into the Untempered Schism", the Master responded. Again, he looked taken a back.

"What does that mean, exactly?" I asked.

"It's a gap in the fabric of reality. You can see into the Time Vortex itself. And it hurts", the Doctor answered me.

The Master looked at me and I saw past his craziness and looked in his eyes. I saw how he suffered from this, not the fact it made him crazy. "They took me there in the dark", he said to me. "I looked into time, Leyna, and I heard it calling to me. Drums. The never ending drums."

He ferociously started tapping on the desk that was behind me in four beats, like from the drum we heard out in the dump.

"Listen to it. Listen!" he shouted at me.

Fear consumed me and I got so afraid. Thank God that the Doctor spoke up, or I would've been stared down by a mad man.

"Then let's find it. You and me", The Doctor said.

"Except. Oh. Oh, wait a minute. Oh, yes. Oh, that's good", he jumped up and down, realizing something incredible that the Doctor and I just couldn't seem to recognize.

"What? What is?" I asked, the fear in me subsiding.

"The noise exists within my head", the Master said while pointing at his head, "and now within six billion heads! Everyone on Earth can hear it. Imagine. Oh. Oh, yes."

After saying this, the Master kind of... glitched? I mean, you could see his skeleton. The Doctor realized this and decided to state why. "The Gate wasn't enough. You're still dying."

"This body was born out of death. All it can do is die. But what did you say to me, back in the wasteland? You said the end of time", the Master recalled.

"I said something is returning", the Doctor corrected, "I was shown a prophecy. That's why I need your help."

"What if I'm part of it? Don't you see? The drumbeat is calling from so far away. From the end of time itself. And now it's been amplified six billion times. Triangulate all those signals. I could find its source. Oh, Doctor. That's what your prophecy was. Me!" The Master said, grinning and laughing like the crazy Time Lord that he is. Also, since he is crazy, he slapped the Doctor. Hard. I bet you could've heard the slap from outside the building. That hard. So hard, that the Doctor's face instantly turned red, and bruised a few seconds after.

"Where's the Tardis?" the Master asked the Doctor.

"Leave him alone! Just stop! Just think!" I pleaded with him.

He walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. Looking over to a guard, he said, "Kill her."

The helmeted guard walked over to me and I grew in fear. Again. Geez, this man is a never ending black pit of death and fear and craziness. Nothing else. And to think, I felt bad for him before.

He walked back over to the Doctor, "I need that technology, Doctor. Tell me where it is, or Leyna dies."

"Leave us alone!" I screamed at him.

"I'll kill her right now!" The Master warned the Doctor. Okay, well, warned me, but also the Doctor. But the Doctor is never going to tell him, and I'm going to die. I guess when the Doctor confirmed that he kills me, he meant he gets me killed.

"Actually, the most impressive thing about you is that after all this time, you're still bone dead stupid", the Doctor said.

Way to help! I thought. I guess he never really cared about me, never really loved me.

"Take aim", the Master said to the guard. The guard shoved the gun to the side of my head, but not forcefully. Gently, actually. Strange. What's even stranger is what the Doctor said next.

"You've got six billion pairs of eyes, but you still can't see the obvious, can you?" the Doctor asked him. What does he mean? Is he planning something? Oh, Doctor, please be planning something!

"Like what?" the Master asked.

"That guard is one inch too tall", the Doctor laughed.

Before the Master had the time to turn around, and before I had the chance to smile at how smart the Doctor is, the guard knocked out the Master with his rifle butt. The guard then removed his helmet to reveal a green spiky head. Exactly like a... cactus.

"Oh my God, I hit him. I've never hit anyone in my life", the cactus man exclaimed, a bit nervous.

"Leyna, did you seriously doubt that I would come in here without backup?" the Doctor asked me, smiling .

I wanted to answer with a, 'In all honesty, a tad bit', but instead I just laughed.

Another cactus person, this time a women, rushed into the room wearing a lab coat. "Well, come on. We need to get out of here fast", she said while watching the doors in case any other guards came in.

She walked over to me and used my pocket knife that the Master had taken to set me free, while the man tried to release the Doctor out of his trolley.

"God bless the cactuses!" I said, putting my arm up in the air and smiling like a goof. I was so afraid that I would die before.

"That's cacti", the Doctor corrected, making my smile vanish.

"That's racist!" the male cactus person said, making me slowly lower my hand.

"Sorry", I muttered.