Finally the Doctor woke up, sweating. It was only a dream he reminded himself. He felt like the nightmare had drained him of sleep, and he realized that he did have small bags under his eyes. He would have to deal with that later. Still slightly groggy he went to find the master. "How did you sleep?" He asked leaning on the tardis walls, hoping the master wouldn't be mad about the pills. He was in no mood to hear the masters ranting and whining

Need couple minutes phones about to die again