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After all, the presence of the skulls proves that there were others here before the Doctor. Noting how slow the Veil is moving, the Doctor deduces he has an hour before it arrives, so he starts digging. Sometime later, the Doctor is still digging, having not found whatever is buried, when he notices flies buzzing near him. Running to the nearby monitor he sees that the Veil is strangely standing in one place, staring at a smooth surface. The Doctor opens the door to leave the garden, only to discover the Veil standing on the other side. The Veil quickly tries to enter the garden, but the Doctor manages the force the door shut, and props the spade against the door in a way to keep it shut.

The Veil continues to try to force the door open a few more times, before walking away. The Doctor looks at the monitor and notes that the Veil has walked into the room with the missing section of the floor. Wondering where it's going, the Doctor looks around. The door is the only way in or out of the garden. Hours later, when night has fallen, the Doctor stops digging and looks up at the stars.

He frowns in confusion, noting something wrong with them, before resuming his digging. His spade hits something. Digging with his hands, the Doctor uncovers the missing section of the floor from the other room. At that moment, the Veil emerges from the ground nearby, having dug its way from the room to the garden. He tells Clara to ask him a question and she writes something on the chalkboard: "Tell no lies. The Doctor did note that it was when he admitted to being scared to die, that the Veil stopped.

But, it's not just the truth that the Doctor's captors are trying to get out of him. They want his confessions, the secrets he never tells anyone. The problem is that there are truths the Doctor can never tell, not for anything. But now he is scared and alone. Back in the real world, the Doctor confesses that he didn't leave Gallifrey all those years ago because he was bored, but because he was scared.

The Veil backs off and the castle shifts again. The Doctor quickly climbs out of the hole and escapes from the garden. The Doctor then makes another discovery.

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The castle is standing in the sea, alone, with no other land anywhere nearby. As time goes on, the Doctor uses his hand to tap out the seconds it takes for the Veil to walk from one side of the castle to the other, where he is, in order to work out how much extra time he can get before the Veil shows up again. He can get 82 minutes to himself if he leaves the Veil in one extreme end of the castle when he runs to the other extreme. Having some soup at one point, the Doctor wonders if the teleportation sent him to Hell; he shrugs off the idea "That's okay.

Hell's just Heaven for bad people. He has also noticed that most rooms after he has left them for a while, reset to the condition they were in before the Doctor arrived. The Doctor returns to the teleporter room and looks at the nearby console. He then notices that two cords of the console are attached to a nearby skull. Detaching the skull, the Doctor notices that its owner had written one word in the sand before he died: 'BIRD'.

The Doctor wonders what it could mean even asking if there are birds here , as he watches the word disappear from the ground. A wall nearby slides open, leading to a staircase. The Doctor uses the staircase, emerging at the roof of the tower. Setting the skull on a ledge, the Doctor looks around, knowing he is missing something. Earlier, he had located Room 12, but found a wall behind the door, meaning he has to give another confession to access the room.

The Doctor knows that the room is a trap of some kind. This whole thing is someone's game that the Doctor can't stop playing, a game that everyone who came before him has lost. Looking up at the stars again, the Doctor asks what is wrong with them. They are all in the wrong place for this particular time zone.

If he didn't know better, he would say that he has somehow travelled 7, years into the future, but he knows for a fact that he hasn't time travelled. As he ponders this, the Veil arrives, but before it can grab the Doctor, he mentions the Hybrid. Turning to face the Veil, the Doctor talks about the Hybrid. There were many prophecies and stories concerning it. One of the prophecies mentioned a creature called the Hybrid, who was half Dalek and half Time Lord, the ultimate warrior.

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The Doctor confesses that he knows that the Hybrid is real, that he knows where it is, and what it is. He confesses that he is afraid of it. When it does so, the skull falls from the ledge and into the water, joining all the other skulls already on the bottom of the sea. The Doctor quickly runs back to Room 12, to find that the wall has slid away, revealing a long hallway.

Walking down it, the Doctor finds a room, with a semi-transparent wall, with the word "Home" written on it. The Doctor realises that this is the final obstacle.

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Using the sonic sunglasses , the Doctor determines that the wall is made out of Azbantium , a mineral four hundred times tougher than diamond. He also determines the wall is twenty feet thick. He then thinks back to the word "BIRD", and that's when his memory snaps back into place. He tells Clara that he can't keep doing this.

Clara writes question three again. The Doctor asks if he can just lose. It would be easy. All he would have to do would be to confess the secret details of the Hybrid. Asking Clara again, why he can't lose, he sees that she has written something new: "No! The Doctor tells her that he remembers everything and that she doesn't understand. He can remember it all, every time, and she'll still be gone. The Doctor collapses onto a stair, finally letting out his grief over Clara's death. Suddenly, Clara is facing him and talking to him.

She tells him that he is not the only person who has ever lost someone. It's the story of everybody. She tells him to get over it, to beat it, to break free. She tells him it's time to move on. She tells him to get up and win. In the real world, the Doctor stands back up, seeing that the Veil has reached the hallway and is walking towards him. He apologises to it, saying he has no confessions left for it, but he will tell it the truth. Turning back to the Azbantium wall, the Doctor starts punching it, while revealing that the Hybrid is a very dangerous secret that needs to be kept.

So, instead of confessing the secret, he will instead get out of here and find the ones responsible for putting him in here. As he continues to punch the wall, he decides to tell the Veil a story from the Brothers Grimm. He continues to do so until the Veil finally reaches him and grabs him, severely burning him. As the Doctor collapses to the ground, the Veil steps back and vanishes. Inside the mental TARDIS, the Doctor says that Time Lords take forever to die, even when they are too injured to regenerate ; their bodies will try using all its regeneration energy to save them.

As he says that, in the real world, he starts moving again, crawling out of the room. As the Doctor makes his way back to the teleporter room, he reveals everything he remembered. The castle was created specifically for him. There were no prisoners before him. The stars weren't in the wrong places and the Doctor didn't time travel.

He's just been here a very, very long time. The Doctor reaches the teleporter room and stumbles over to the control panel. Since most of the rooms reset to their original condition, it's logical to assume that the teleporter room has also done so.

As such, inside the teleporter's hard drive is a copy of the Doctor, as he was when he originally arrived All he has to do is add energy to the teleporter to activate it, and the only energy source he has is himself. Hooking up the two cords to his head, the Doctor pulls the switch. Before he dies, he asks " How long can I keep doing this, Clara?

Burning the old me At that moment, the teleporter activates, materialising the new Doctor in the chamber, exactly as he was when he first arrived, including the state of his memories, continuing the cycle he has been in for the last 7, years, down to what he says in the same tone as he warns whoever brought him there that they will pay for Clara's death.

The Doctor continues to repeat everything over and over again, each time getting further into the Azbantium wall; he gets a bit more of his story out as the centuries pass. Each time, he is encouraged to continue trying to escape without revealing what he knew about the Hybrid; he continues to accept that he needs to keep fighting on to honour Clara's memory. Each time, he knows he has to keep fighting to find out who put him through this hell.

Over 4 billion years later, the Doctor is punching the Azbantium wall. Just as the Veil is about to touch him, the Doctor's last punch cracks the wall and reveals light. The last of the wall crumbles away, showing a white glow. Realizing the Veil hasn't killed him, the Doctor turns to see it fall apart, revealing it to be made of gears. Telling the mechanical creature his story is "a hell of a bird", the Doctor steps through the opening. Many a time she rued the … Mr. Bhagawan Krupa was the house next door.

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