The TARDIS hasn't been scouting the Dreaming for long when she spots a shining beacon of misery and fear amidst the resting minds, but before she can identify its telepathic signature she is suddenly and violently pulled towards it. The undertow is so unexpected and powerful that she finds herself dragged into the mind almost entirely, though she apparently doesn't have to worry about being too vast for it, because what she experiences there is nigh on overwhelming even to her.

A profound darkness, and terror and grief and pain, and war; she's immersed in it, her horror and panic mixing with that already filling the atmosphere. A supernova not far above turns into a temporal explosion, rends the fabric of reality cruelly and unnaturally, a wrenching scream that shakes the foundation of her being.

But even this shock only lasts a moment and finally she remembers herself, draws herself together against the terrible image surrounding her, and extricates her mind from this as much as possible. Now she's able to recognize the other consciousness, though nothing reminds of the friendly confidence and slight obnoxiousness she'd encountered a few days ago. But it's enough to stop her from fleeing, instead offering a cautious, rather shaken mental greeting to identify herself and hopefully find out what's happened to Gabriel.