[Seb's office]

(Danny is sitting at a desk with his head resting on his hand. It slips and he wakes. Somewhere a phone rings, and it sounds like a busy office outside. He looks around at a set of in-trays, pens in holders, and a name plate on the desk which says - Nethersphere After Death Department  SEB. The company logo is a very large circle with a small one attached at seven o'clock. The door opens.)
SEB: Has anyone offered you a coffee?
DANNY: Um.  Well, no.
SEB: Could we have some coffee along here, please? The good kind. We've got a new one.
(Seb shuts the door and sits at his desk.)
SEB: Five minutes, tops. Best to wait for the good coffee.
DANNY: Where am I?
SEB: Sometimes it's just the instant.
(Seb pulls a 'nasty taste' face.)
DANNY: Where am I?
SEB: Well, big question. Try to take that one slowly. We have been trying to contact family members, but really there is so much admin
DANNY: I wasn't here, I was
SEB: Yeah. That last thing that happened to you, that really happened, I'm afraid. But that's life. Well, not life, I suppose, but. There are some forms to fill in. Might help you relax.
Well, they won't, but we do need them filled in. Right, important thing. Need to know. Are you being cremated? Sorry, it's a fairly urgent question.
DANNY: I don't know. I've never really thought of that.
SEB: I'm going to put you down as a yes, that's pretty much the default these days. If people only knew.
DANNY: Only knew what?
(Seb rolls his chair back to the door and shouts through the wall.)
SEB: We've got a burner in number twelve. Tell them to prep, please.
DANNY: Burner?
(Seb rolls back to the deck.)
SEB: Yeah, it's fine, we'll come to that.
DANNY: But I don't understand where I am.
(Seb looks at the large pair of curtains covering one wall. Danny gets up and opens them, then gasps. He is looking out of a round window at a host of buildings which appear to be on the inside of a small Dyson Sphere.)
SEB: Oh, look at that. You can see my house from here. Yeah, sorry, probably not helping.
DANNY: Where am I? Er.
SEB:  You sort of know, don't you? Most people kind of know, it's just hard to get traction on the concept.
DANNY: Where am I?
SEB: Okay. You're dead, and this is what's next.
DANNY: I'm not dead. How can I be dead?
SEB: Our sincere condolences.
DANNY: I'm standing right here.
SEB: Yes, you are. Welcome to the Underworld. Otherwise known as the Nethersphere, or the Promised Land. It's where you go when you die.
(Danny starts to hyperventilate.)
SEB: Would you like to breathe into a bag?

[Tardis]

(The Tardis materialises.)
CLARA: Where are we?
DOCTOR: Nav-com's offline. We'll have to do this old school.
CLARA: But this is where Danny is?
DOCTOR: Almost certainly not. It's where there's a connection with Danny. According to the Tardis, this is where it's most likely that your timeline will re-intersect with his. And that won't do.
CLARA: What won't?
DOCTOR: You won't. Look at you. I need sceptical, clever, critical. I don't need mopey. It put years on your face. And what if people see us together? It looks like you've been melted.
CLARA: Are you forgetting why we're here?
DOCTOR: We're here to get your boyfriend back from the dead, so buck up and give me some attitude.

[Entrance lobby]

(The Tardis has parked herself between two of four columns at the bottom of a set of steps leading up to a large urn on a plinth, which has an eternal flame burning in it. The place is dark, and the Doctor shines a torch on an small obelisk with the Company logo on it in gold and the words Rest In Peace, We Promise carved into the granite. They look up at ranks and ranks of glass fronted cubicles on three sides of this marble edifice. There is the sound of water nearby.)
CLARA: Fish tanks?
DOCTOR: In a mausoleum?
(They go up the steps to the urn. Its plinth also has the logo and motto on it.)
CLARA: What does that mean?
DOCTOR: It means those are definitely not fish tanks.
(They turn right at the urn and enter - )

[Gallery]

(Lined on the right hand side with floor to ceiling tanks. Each contains a skeleton sitting on a chair.)
CLARA: Why?
DOCTOR: I don't know.
CLARA: Okay, I'm assuming they didn't actually drown in there.
DOCTOR: No. They were placed, after death. These are tombs. Water tombs, some sort of fluid, anyway.
CLARA: With chairs?
DOCTOR: With chairs, yes. Extra comfort for the deceased. It pays to die rich.
(There is a name under each tank. Clara looks at Xylo Jones then moves on.)
CLARA: Oh, God. Am I going to find Danny now? Is that why the Tardis brought us here? I don't want to see him like that.
DOCTOR: Good point. Tombs with windows. Who wants to watch their loved ones rot? Why would anyone go to so much trouble just to keep watch on the dead?
(As they walk on, a skeleton turns its head to watch them. The Doctor finds a small book on a lecturn. He opens his fingers across a blank page and a cube rises up out of it. He pushes it into the corridor and opens it. It displays that two ring logo with 3W inside it while Bach's Air on a G String plays softly. A voice speaks the words that then scroll down.)
MISSY [OC]: 3W. Death is not an end. But we can we help with that. Ever since 3W encountered the truth about the death experience, 'we have been working hard to find a better life for the deceased. At 3W, afterlife means aftercare.
CLARA: Okay. Bit strange?
DOCTOR: Very. Why have the scrolling and a voice? Is it difficult?
CLARA: Is what difficult?
DOCTOR: Reading all those words back to front. Come on. We've come a long way.
(Missy walks through the logo, which disappears.)
MISSY: Hello. I hope you're well. How may I assist you with your death?
DOCTOR: Well, there is, er, no immediate hurry. We're just, er. We're just
CLARA: Browsing.
DOCTOR: Yeah, yeah, browsing.
MISSY: Please, take all the time you need. At 3W, you always have the rest of your life.
DOCTOR: Oh, good. That's good to know, Clara, isn't it?
CLARA: Yeah. Great.
DOCTOR: Exactly what is 3W?
MISSY: Apologies. Clearly you have not received the official 3W greetings package.
DOCTOR: Well, you know, it's just an unexpected
(Missy lunges at the Doctor, pushing him against the wall then kissing him very intently. The Doctor's eyes bulge and he grabs the wall. Missy finishes by kissing the tip of his nose three times, then she steps back.)
MISSY: Welcome to the 3W Institute.
DOCTOR: (breathless) Clara, is it over now?
CLARA: I think it's over, yeah.
MISSY: You also have not received the official welcome package.
CLARA: Oh, I'm good, thanks. No worries.
DOCTOR: Who are you?
MISSY: I am Missy.
CLARA: Missy?
MISSY: Mobile Intelligent Systems Interface. I am a multi-function, interactive welcome-droid. Helping you to help me to help you.
DOCTOR: You're very er realistic.
CLARA: Tongues?
DOCTOR: Shut up.
MISSY: I am fully programmed with social interaction norms appropriate to a range of visitors. Please indicate if you'd like me to adjust my intimacy setting.
(The Doctor peels himself off the wall.)
DOCTOR: Oh, yes, please. Please do that. Do that now right now.
CLARA: Maybe just a tad, yeah.
DOCTOR: I need to speak to whoever's in charge here.
MISSY: (as Maggie Smith) I am in charge.
DOCTOR: Well, who's in charge of you?
MISSY: I'm in charge of me.
DOCTOR: Well, who repairs you? Who, who maintains you?
MISSY: I am programmed for self-repair. I am maintained by my heart.
(Missy takes the Doctor's hand and places it on her bosom.)
MISSY: Is everything in order?
DOCTOR: Who maintains your heart?
MISSY: My heart is maintained by the Doctor.
DOCTOR: Doctor who?
MISSY: (shouts) Doctor Chang!
(Missy walks away from the Doctor, who doesn't move his hand.)
CHANG [OC]: Who's there?
CHANG: Hello?
CLARA: Hello.
DOCTOR: Hello.
CLARA: You can probably take your hand down now, Doctor.
CHANG: So. Hey. Condolences.
CLARA: Condolences?
CHANG: It's a mausoleum. It's our hello. Is there a particular dead person you want to talk to?
CLARA: Yes. Yes, there is.
CHANG: This way then.
DOCTOR: Are you okay?
CLARA: No.
(He takes her hand.)
DOCTOR: Good. There would be something very wrong if you were.
(All the skeletons turn their heads to watch them leave. Missy smiles, then looks up at a red spotted globe turning up in the corner.)

[Balcony]

(Seb opens the doors and lets Danny go first into the night air with emergency vehicle sirens wailing in the distance.)
SEB: Bit of fresh air. Do you good.
DANNY: Why's it so cold here?
SEB: And the Wi-Fi is better out here. Don't know why.
DANNY: Wi-Fi?
SEB: Yeah, still a bit spotty, but basically
DANNY: You have Wi-Fi here?
(Seb is calling something up on his tablet computer.)
DANNY: You. You have iPads in the afterlife?
SEB: IPads? We have Steve Jobs. Listen, another big question for you. Have you ever killed anybody?
DANNY: This is surreal.
SEB: Imagine embryos had telephones.
DANNY: That's really not helping.
SEB: Go with me. Go with me. Imagine babies in wombs could talk to other babies in other wombs. What would they say? What would they think life was like if they could talk among themselves?
DANNY: I really have no idea.
SEB: They'd think that life was nine months long. Then, boom, trap door opens, out you fall, gone for ever. Never hear from those guys again. Nothing at the end of the cord.
DANNY: Okay.
SEB: This isn't really an afterlife. It's just more life than you were expecting.
DANNY: Why did you ask me if I'd killed anyone?
SEB: Before you were a teacher, you spent some time as a soldier.
DANNY: Yeah, so?
SEB: Any regrets? Bad memories?
DANNY: Is that, is that any of your business?
SEB: Yes.

[Memories]

(In either Iraq or Afghanistan, Danny and his troop are returning fire in a village.)
SOLDIER: Get to cover, now!

[Balcony]

SEB: Sorry if I triggered something then. Memory flashes can be very impactful in the early stages.
DANNY: Why?
SEB: Why what?
(Danny recalls taking a grenade from his pouch and throwing it into the remains of a building.)
DANNY: Why is it any of your business?
SEB: We've had a request to meet you. Any idea who that would be from?
(Danny recalls bursting into a building and immediately opening fire.)
SEB: It's been given a priority, which usually means
DANNY: Means what?
(Danny has shot someone.)
SEB: Well, anyway, we've arranged a meet-up.
DANNY: When?
SEB: Come in.
(Danny sees the person from his memories. A young boy in a football shirt is peering around the door.)
SOLDIER [OC]: Danny, repeat, is the building secure?'
SEB: So, I guess you remember him, yeah?
SOLDIER [OC]: Danny? Danny!

[Chang's office]

CHANG: Come in, come in. Going to need to take a reading off you.
(There is one of those big tanks in here, too. The Doctor goes to take a look around.)
CLARA: A reading?
CHANG: Won't hurt.
(He flicks a switch.)
CLARA: What won't?
DOCTOR: How does the body keep its integrity? Why isn't it just a bunch of bones floating about?
CHANG: Each body is encased in a support exoskeleton. 

[Gallery]

CLARA [OC]: An invisible exoskeleton?
CHANG: It's only invisible in the water. There's a specially engineered refraction index in the fluid so we can see the tank resident unimpeded by the support mechanisms.
(Missy is listening to the conversation.)
DOCTOR [OC]: So each skeleton is inside something?
(She puts her hand on a tank and a skeletal hand reaches out.)

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Are you serious? X-ray water?
CHANG: It's so cool. Look at this. We call it dark water.
(He puts his arm into a sample jar of it. His wrist watch and jacket sleeve vanish.)
CHANG: Only organic matter can be seen through it.
(He removes his arm and dries it off.)
CHANG: I keep saying they should use this stuff in swimming pools.
DOCTOR: Why?
CHANG: Think about it.
DOCTOR: I am thinking about it. Why?
CLARA: Doesn't matter. 3W, what kind of name is that? What does it mean?
(The skeleton in the tank behind them turns its head.)
CHANG: Well, you know, don't you? You're here on business or they wouldn't have let you in. Sorry. Should have checked. Who are you?
DOCTOR: I thought that you would never ask. Sort out your security protocols, they're a disgrace.
(He gets out the psychc paper.)
CHANG: Another government inspection? So soon? Why is there all this swearing?
DOCTOR: Oh, I've got a lot of internalised anger. What does 3W stand for?
CHANG: Well, the three words.
CLARA: What three words?
CHANG: Seriously? You don't know?
DOCTOR: Never mind what we know and what we don't know, just answer our question.
CHANG: Because people who don't know, when they hear about this, they can freak out.
DOCTOR: We're not going to freak out.
CHANG: If you've had a recent loss, this might be, this will be disturbing.
DOCTOR: She'll be fine.
CLARA: Speak for me again, I'll detach something from you. I'll be fine.
CHANG: You know how people are scared of dying? Like, everybody.
DOCTOR: Of course. It's the most fundamental fear in the universe.
CHANG: They'd be a lot more scared if they knew what it was really like.
(Chang activates the see through computer screen on his desk.)

[Balcony]

(Danny is sitting at the table opposite the young boy.)
DANNY: So. You okay? I'm sorry. I just
(Danny reaches for the boy's hand. He recoils and runs off.)
DANNY: Hey, hey. Hey, listen. Listen  Hey!
SEB: Probably best not, eh? Doesn't speak much.
DANNY: Why would he want to see me?
(A man screams in agony nearby.)
DANNY: What the hell is that?
SEB: Sounds like somebody left their body to science. Okay. Er,  It's probably time to explain why you're always feeling cold.

[Chang's office]

CHANG: White noise off the telly. We've all heard it. A few years ago, Doctor Skarosa, our founder, did something unexpected. He played that noise through a translation matrix of his own devising. This is a recording of what he heard.
(A sound wave of multiple voices.)
CLARA: Okay, people, voices.
DOCTOR: So what?
CHANG: Over time, Doctor Skarosa became convinced these were the voices of the recently departed. He believed it was a telepathic communication from the dead.
DOCTOR: Why? Was he an idiot?
CHANG: He was able to isolate some of the voices, hear what they were saying.
DOCTOR: So, an idiot then.
(Chang turns off the recording.)
CLARA: Shut up, Doctor.
CHANG: What I'm about to play you will change your life and not for the better. These are the three words which caused Doctor Skarosa to set up institutes, like this one, all over the world, to protect the dead. If you'd rather not hear these words, there's still time
DOCTOR: Can you just hurry up, please, or I'll hit you with my shoe.
VOICE [OC]: Don't cremate me. Don't cremate me!
CHANG: There is one simple, horrible possibility that has never occurred to anyone throughout human history.
VOICE [OC]: Don't cremate me. Don't cremate me!
CLARA: Don't say it.
CHANG: The dead remain conscious. The dead are fully aware of everything that is happening to them.  

[Balcony]

SEB: So your mind is here. Your soul, whatever you want to call it. And you're in your new body in your new world, but you're still connected to your old body in the old world. You're still going to feel what it feels.
DANNY: That's why I'm cold.
SEB: They're keeping you in a cold place, yeah. You did say you were being cremated?
(Seb's tablet beeps.)
SEB: Sorry, I'll get this.
DANNY: Sorry. Sorry, are you telling me
SEB: Wow! Oh, that's rare. This never happens.
DANNY: Wow, what now? What never happens?
SEB: You've got a call.
DANNY: A call.
SEB: From the other side.
DANNY: Meaning?
SEB: Do you know somebody called Clara Oswald?

[Chang's office]

DOCTOR: Fakery. All of it. It's a con, it's a racket!
CHANG: I promise you this is not a con.
CLARA: What's that beeping?

[Gallery]

DOCTOR [OC]: Never mind about beeping. Who cares about beeping? The dead are dead. 'They're not talking to you out of your television sets. They're just gone
(Missy claps her hands, and the skeletons all stand up.)
DOCTOR [OC]: And all these poor souls down there in these tanks, I'm sorry, but they're just dead and they're not coming back.

[Chang's office]

(Chang manipulates a device.)
DANNY [OC]: Clara? Clara? Clara, are you there?
CLARA: Danny! I can hear you. Is that you?

[Balcony]

CLARA [OC]: Oh, please, say it's you. 
DANNY: That's her, that's Clara!
SEB: Yeah, you're really lucky. It hardly ever happens.
(The connection is audio only on Seb's tablet, then the signal drops out.)
DANNY: Where did she go?

[Chang's office]

CHANG: Just lost the signal. But I can track it back, I'm pretty sure.
CLARA: I don't, I don't understand. What is happening?
CHANG: We've been scanning you telepathically since you came in. You said you wanted to speak to someone who'd passed, and we've found you a match in the Nethersphere.
DOCTOR: This isn't possible. The dead don't come back.
(Behind him, the skeleton in the tank stands up.)

[Balcony]

DANNY: Come on, get her back.
SEB: Da-da-da. I'm trying.

[Chang's office]

CLARA: It was him. It was his voice.
DOCTOR: If they scanned you telepathically, they could've lifted a voice print. It could still be a fake.
CHANG: Getting him back, very nearly!

[Balcony]

(The signal is back at 99%.)
DANNY: Clara, can you hear me?

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Yes, Danny, I can hear you. Can you hear me?
DANNY [OC]: Yeah, yeah, I can hear you.

[Balcony]

DANNY: Clara! Oh, God. Clara
CLARA [OC]: What do I do?
DANNY: Who are you talking to?

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Hang on just a moment.
DOCTOR: Question him. Ask him questions only he'd know the answer to. Be sure. You, with me.
CLARA: Where are you going?
DOCTOR: I've got to check out those tanks. There's something that I'm missing.
DANNY [OC]: 'Clara?
DOCTOR: Sceptical and critical, remember? Be strong, even if it breaks your heart.
CHANG: Connection's stabilised. It should be okay.
DOCTOR: Who would harvest dead bodies? I feel like I'm missing something obvious.
(As he walks out through the double doors with windows cut out in the shape of the logo, but symmetrical. Almost like eyes.)
CLARA: Danny?

[Balcony]

DANNY: Yeah, I'm here.

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Danny, I'm so sorry but I'm going to have to ask you some questions.
DANNY: Questions? I swear on anything it's me! 

[Gallery]

(Missy snaps her fingers.)
MISSY: Humankind, bring out your dead.
(The standing skeletons turn and press a button on the wall of their tanks, activating something. The liquid starts to drain from the tanks. The Doctor and Chang enter.)
CHANG: Oh, my God. The tanks The tanks are activating! They're not supposed to do that.
DOCTOR: And all your dead people are standing. Don't you think you skipped the headline?
MISSY: Now, now, children. Naughty, naughty.
DOCTOR: Doctor Chang, your welcome droid has developed a fault.
CHANG: That's not a droid. That's my boss.
MISSY: You know, I might have been guilty of a just teensy little fibette. Doctorr Chang, I really liked working with you. I've enjoyed every day of it.
CHANG: I'm sorry?
MISSY: You know, I've even got a little photograph of you looking so sweet. I'm always going to keep it. Always!
CHANG: Are you going to kill me?
MISSY: Now, come on. Let's not dwell on horrid things. This is going to be our last conversation, and I'm the one who's going to have to live with that.
CHANG: Please don't kill me.
MISSY: Say something nice.
CHANG: Please, please. I don't, I don't want to die. You're going to kill me, aren't you?
MISSY: Say something nice.
CHANG: Please!
MISSY: Doctor Chang, I've got all day. And I'm not going to kill you until you say something nice.
CHANG: It has been an absolute pleasure working with you, and I truly believe that you'll never be able to find it in your heart to murder me.
(Missy holds up a device that fires a heat ray, which incinerates Chang instantly. The Doctor backs away.)
MISSY: Now, I'll be with you in a moment. Just feeling a bit emotional at the moment.
(The Doctor looks up at a tank and sees the water level dropping below the top of a skeleton's head, to reveal a silver metal helmet.)
DOCTOR: Cybermen!

[Balcony]

DANNY: It's me. I, I swear on anything it's me.
CLARA [OC]: The very first restaurant you took me to. That first date. What was it called?
DANNY: Clara, it's me.

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Then what was the name of the restaurant? What was it?

[Balcony]

DANNY: I can't remember!

[Gallery]

DOCTOR: They're Cybermen, all of them. We've got to stop them getting out.
MISSY: Now who's missing the headline? The Nethersphere. You know it's ever so funny, the people that live inside that think they've gone to heaven.
(The Doctor looks up at the globe.)
CLARA [OC]: My birthday. When is it?

[Balcony]

DANNY: November twenty third. That's right, isn't it? I got that one right.
CLARA [OC]: It's pretty basic information. 'Anyone could know that. Say something only you could say.

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Tell me something only Danny would know.

[Gallery]

DOCTOR: That's a matrix data-slice. A Gallifreyan hard drive. Time Lord technology.
MISSY: Imagine you could upload dying minds to that. Edit them. Rearrange them. Get rid of all those boring emotions. Ready to be re-downloaded. Meanwhile, you upgrade the bodies.
Upload the mind, upgrade the body. Cybermen from cyberspace. Now, why has no-one ever thought of that before?
DOCTOR: How did you get hold of Time Lord technology?  Who are you?
MISSY: You know who I am. I told you. You felt it. Surely you did.
DOCTOR: Two hearts.
MISSY: And both of them yours.
DOCTOR: You're a Time Lord.
MISSY: Time Lady, please, I'm old-fashioned.
DOCTOR: Which Time Lady?
MISSY: The one you abandoned, Doctor. The one you left for dead. Didn't you ever think I'd find my way back?
DOCTOR: Clara. Clara. Clara. I've got to get Clara!
(The Doctor runs to the lift door.)
MISSY: Oh, Clara, Clara, Clara! You know I should shoot you in a jealous rage. Now, wouldn't that be sexy? I've turned the lift off, though.
DOCTOR: I presume you have stairs.
MISSY: Well, I'm not a Dalek.
(The Doctor sonicks open the door to the stairs and runs out to -)

[Outside St Paul's Cathedral]

MISSY: Oh, dear, Doctor. Didn't you realise where you were?
(Church bells peal as the look down Ludgate Hill. A number 56 bus drives past.)

[Chang's office]

DANNY [OC]: I love you.
CLARA: No. No, no, no. I'm sorry, but no. Anybody could say that. Anybody would know to say that. Say something only you could tell me. Prove to me you are really Danny.

[Balcony]

DANNY: How?
CLARA: I love you means nothing right now.

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Not until I know who's talking. Say something only Danny could say.

[Balcony]

DANNY: Clara
CLARA [OC]: Danny, if that is you 

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Wherever you are

[Balcony]

CLARA: Whatever it takes, I will be with you again, I swear.
DANNY: No, you won't. You are not coming here.
CLARA [OC]: Nothing will stop me,

[Chang's office]

CLARA: Nothing in the world, as soon as I know it's you.
DANNY: There is only one way

[Balcony]

DANNY: To come here, and you are not doing that.
CLARA [OC]: I'll do anything, Danny, anything. Just say something only you could say.
DANNY: Clara, you have your life. You have your whole life to live. You have to stay there.
CLARA [OC]: No. I have to be with Danny Pink.
DANNY: I love you.

[Chang's offfice]

CLARA: Stop saying that! Don't say that. If you say that again, I swear I will switch this thing off.

[Balcony]

DANNY: Clara
CLARA [OC]: Yes?
DANNY: I love you.
(Clara turns off Chang's computer. Danny sits down and cries. Seb takes back the tablet and calls up another app.)
SEB: These emotions, they're terribly difficult. But, you know, we've got a thing for that. We can help with all these difficult feelings. Just press this.
(On the screen, next to the name Danny Pink, is a button marked Delete.)
SEB: I'll leave you to make a decision. 

[Chang's office]

(Clara turns around to see the Cyberman who, according to the name plaque, is Dr Skarosa. She runs to the door.)
CLARA: Doctor!
(The doors to the now empty tanks swing open. Shame, I was hoping they'd smash their way out like they did from their Tomb. The Cybermen step out and stomp away.)

[St Peter's Hill]

(The Doctor runs down the steps towards the river.)
DOCTOR: Get away from here! All of you, run!
(The Cybermen stomp out of the Cathedral. Ah, memories of The Invasion.)
DOCTOR: Go! Go! Get away from here! Run away!  Run, run! Get away from here all of you, now!
MISSY: I'm sorry, everyone. Another ranting Scotsman in the street. I had no idea there was a match on.
DOCTOR: Get away, go!
MISSY: Stop shouting, love. Stop making a fuss. It's too late. All the graves of planet Earth are about to give birth. You know the key strategic weakness of the human race? The dead outnumber the living.
DOCTOR: Who are you?
MISSY: Oh, you know who I am. I'm Missy.
DOCTOR: Who's Missy?
MISSY: Please, try to keep up. Short for Mistress. Well, I couldn't very well keep calling myself the Master, now could I?
(The Doctor backs away, horrified. The Cybermen continue their march. Danny sobs then pulls his finger away from the Delete button.)

To Be Continued...