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Amy saves the day!

Amy cursed the Doctor under her breath as she crawled forwards.

The Doctor had said that he was too large to fit, but Amy wasn't much better off. She could feel the cold metal pressing in on her from all sides, and was thanking her lucky stars that she wasn't claustrophobic. When you're crawling through a service tube naked, freezing and humiliated, the last thing you need is a fear of confined spaces.

Amy let out a gasp of pleasure as warm air rose up through the vents. The naked girl stopped momentarily, allowing the heat to gently warm her skin.

"Amy? Everything OK? Why have you stopped?"

Amy opened her eyes and balled her fists in frustration.

"Doctor, you have no idea how cold it is in here! Sorry for not wanting to freeze to ****!"

"Yes, yes," the doctor replied dismissively, "but we've got a universe to save, so if you could get a move on, Pond."

Biting back a retort, Amy continued her uncomfortable crawl, wondering just how deep the TARDIS went...

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"Take a right, and then there should be a...bzzzztt...in front of you."

"Doctor?" Amy asked as she rounded the corner. "You're cutting out."

"Watch out for...it's quite....-ful."

"Doctor, I didn't catch any of that?" Amy tried to explain. "What should I be-"

But her question was answered when the floor suddenly gave way beneath her and she slid down a steep, winding slide.

"Ahh!"

Amy flailed about desperately for a handhold, for anything to stop her descent, but there was nothing.

Despite her predicament, Amy couldn't help but laugh, but just as she was beginning to enjoy herself, the naked girl flew off the end...straight into a deep frozen pool!

"Fuck!" Amy cursed as she re-emerged, her already pale skin turning paper white. "Y-you c-c-could h-h-have t-told w-w-warned m-me!"

"Sorry, Amy, must have been a communicator problem," the Doctor replied, trying not to laugh as he watched his companion through the monitor: there were eyes everywhere in the TARDIS. "Just continue forwards and you'll reach the kill switch."

Amy could see her breath forming in front of her face as she trudged through the artifical snow on what felt like two blocks of ice. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, and no matter how vigorously she rubbed her sides, Amy couldn't warm herself up.

" Fuck! Shit! Fuck!" Amy volleyed a stream of curse words into the freezing air.

"Language, Pond!"

"I'm s-so f-f-freaking c-c-cold!" Amy screamed, tears freezing on her red cheeks. If she didn't get out of there soon, she would freeze to ****...naked, inside an alien spaceship, flying thorough the space-time continuum! Not a sentence she thought she'd ever think.

Her brain was screaming at her to stop, to curl into a ball and accept her fate, but Amy **** herself to continue. Just when she thought that she was going to pass out, the nude redhead reached a high-tech control panel.

"O-Okay, D-D-Doctor," Amy stuttered through chattering teeth. "I-I'm here!"

"Excellent. Now you should see a big lever in front of you. Just pull it down and then press the big red button next to it."

Amy reached forwards...but her numb fingers just bumped off the cold metal.

"No!" Amy cried in frustration, trying and failing to uncurl her frozen digits.

"Quickly, Pond!"

"I c-can't g-grip it!" Amy tried to explain, panicking.

With her hands out of action, Amy managed to hook her arms over the top of the lever and using her full body weight, yanked it down. She then threw her bare right shoulder into the button, relaxing as she felt it depress.

Exhausted, Amy sank to the floor, breathing heavily with her knees drawn up to her torso.

"It's d-done, D-Doctor," the naked girl panted. "N-Now p-please g-get me o-out of h-here!"

"Yes, yes, of course. There should be a keypad next to you on the wall. I need you to type in the following."

Reaching up, Amy brushed away a patch of snow to reveal what the Doctor had been talking about.

"I'm r-ready."

"Y-O-U-"

The best Amy could manage was bumping the back of her hand into the correct key until it beeped.

"S-U-C-K-E-R"

Amy's mind was working so slowly now that it wasn't until the code was complete that she realised what had happened.

The TARDIS hadn't been about to explode.

She had been stitched up.

The Doctor had lied.