The Master's eyes widened with horror as it occurred to him just what was happening. Everything he didn't want was right there in front of him. On the TARDIS, with the Doctor and clearly a prisoner. The drums thudded in his head, making it hard to think as he renewed his struggle, no smile on his face as he tugged desperately, not caring if the cuffs were cutting into his wrists or not. This was a nightmare, an utter nightmare.

"What did you do?!"