It begins in a fight for our lives! We are running, so much running through a Sci-Fi style city/space port. I mean full speed sprinting for me...I gots the tiny legs. I can hear people yelling all around me but I honestly don't know who I am with.
I know I am with a group but we are fleeing from some angry jerks so they are pushing/pulling me along, just short of picking me up and running with me because I'm just not as fast. My vision is starting to tunnel, my chest is burning, and I don't think I can go anymore. Finally we come around the bend and fling ourselves through an open door. Its a ship and we are immediately preparing for take-off. As the door slams we can hear the angry screams and banging from our pursuers.
I collapse on the cool grated floor out of breath. As my vision begins to clear I can finally take in my surroundings. It's a bright, almost sterile room. Everything is basically silver toned. Its not familiar but it still feels safe, almost like home. All I can think about is I want a nap and a shower and start to close my eyes. Suddenly a head of brown hair pops into view and asks in the most chipper voice, why I am laying on the floor.
The hair frames a shadowed familiar face but I can't quite place him. He helps me up and says something about humans sleeping in the strangest places which makes me stop and try to remember something. I take in the rest of my shipmates, 7 total. They all feel like friends but I can't make out their faces.
The one that helped me up says something about needing to go home now because that's where the device is hidden.
We are running again, this time at sunset through a ravaged town. The ground is red dirt, the buildings are tattered from a war we seemed to have landed in the middle of. My legs are burning but my new friend is basically dragging me behind him. We've lost our friends, they've all been captured and we are trying our best not to be captured also. We can see the open door, we are so close to escaping when pain blossoms in my back and I fall to my knees on the ground.
I've been shot, I'm yelling for him to leave me but he wont. He tries to pick me up but I am in so much pain I can't help and keep falling. The world goes black. I wake up on a hay mattress to someone caressing my face and softly saying they are sorry. I open my eyes and it's night time so not much light, I can't focus but I know its my friend talking to me. I think he's crying. I tried to say something but I passed back out.
The next time I wake up it's morning. I'm laying on my side and my friend is lying next to me holding my hands. When he realizes I am awake he gives me the biggest hug ever and keeps saying "I'm sorry". I asked why he keeps apologizing and he says because it's his fault I am hurt, which I vehemently protest.
He tells me I've been asleep for 4 days and he thought I was going to die. He knows our friends are also being kept here and all seem to be a little beat up but okay otherwise. We talked about...something and it ended with me falling asleep, a very gentle kiss on the forehead and a sigh.
Sometime passed and we came up with a plan to escape and free our friends. The device was set to go off in a few days so we needed to work quick so we could survive and save home(?). When I was feeling better and we were putting our plan into action I looked up at my friend and my brain said "that's the Doctor". Now he didn't look like the Doctor. I mean he kinda looked a little like 10 but like not. Like 100% not David.
We somehow convince some soldiers to help us and free our friends. Things are going sideways, and we are running again. We all get into two topless humvees. That's when I realize 2 of our friends are a f**king near duplicate of my friend (seriously subconscious?!?!) and a pretty blonde (come on now!).
Now duplicate and blondie are arguing and then yelling at my friend and it's weird. It's basically f**king 10 and 10 two but like they aren't 10. I can't explain it. But they don't look like him. I know what he looks like and they were like "wish" versions of 10 (haha). Like attractive but something was off. And I had ZERO romantic anything, like we were literally besties.
Anyways, we are speeding away from the prison when a rocket goes off and is headed towards the prison we just escaped. Here is where it goes full nerd, please don't judge me too harshly.
I scream "No they are going to blow up (wait for it) MY T.A.R.D.I.S!" And my friend looks at me and smiles and says "Yours, huh?!" But she's safe...I don't know how I know but I know.
The two humvees get separated by a high road (very Indiana Jones). My friend is trying to help the others in the other vehicle and is handing his duplicate a box and says remember (name) said we'd know when we'd need it. Blondie asks who (name) is. And a f**king fight breaks out because she is jealous of an old "friend".
And Oh My God, why is my brain locking me in this insanity!
Something happens and the humvee loses control. I can feel the floor going out from under me. My friend grabs me and wraps himself around me as we crash. I can feel the impact and our bodies flying forward and then nothing.
I woke up in a literal cold sweat and racing heart.
Here's what is weird to me. I haven't watched Doctor Who since Jodie regenerated back into David like in October 2022. It's weird because I usually rewatch some fav episodes or binge a little but I literally haven't watched it in almost a year!!!!! I haven't seen Journey's End in probably 2 years or more. So why did my brain have a fever dream about 10 and 10 two out of the f**king blue?!?!?!
