The Master snarled and raised his arm to strike The Doctor, but he could hear the fearful sincerity in the other Time Lord's voice. He stumbled backward into the nearby railing.

"No... you're right," he murmured dazedly, tears welling in his eyes. "You're not the one who lies."

He clutched the railing behind him and seemed to deflate, legs giving out and body sagging. He was breathing heavily, trying desperately not to cry. He wanted to blame someone, anyone for his failure, because that's what it was. This game was all he knew. He could barely remember what came before it; that The Doctor did terrified him.

He screamed in rage and fear, a ragged and haunting sound.