What happens and to who?

A rude awakening

Clara jerked awake.

Something was different.

Something was wrong.

The brunette sat up and looked around; she had to shield her eyes until her vision adjusted to the blinding light!

The white room was completely unfurnished; smooth white walls joining seamlessly with a smooth white floor, the bright white light somehow emanating from a flat white ceiling.

"Hello?" Clara called out. "Doctor?"

Clara shivered and hugged herself; it was cold! It was only when she glanced down at herself that Clara realised why that was.

"Oh my God!" the girl shrieked very un-Clara-like, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.

She was entirely naked from head to toe! She's had gone to bed in the TARDIS wearing her pajamas...but had woken up in this strange place wearing her birthday suit!

When she had calmed down again, the embarrassed, naked girl stood up, arms hugging her breasts tightly as she looked around nervously.

"Whoever's doing this, it's not funny!" Clara called out, trying to sound angry but unable to hide the fear in her voice. She rubbed her sides furiously as she tip toed around her prison on bare feet, trying and failing to find any weaknesses in the structure.

Resigned to her fate, the naked girl sat down with her back to the wall, hugging her knees tightly and shivering...