[That has to be the most simplistic description of the process that the Master's ever heard, but it serves well enough.]
He created one. In my head.
[The Master's voice is little more than a low growl; he's fighting through a fresh wave of pain, courtesy of the House screaming at him that it's on fire or some such.]
He destroyed our planet, and he is making me watch. Over and over and over...
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He created one. In my head.
[The Master's voice is little more than a low growl; he's fighting through a fresh wave of pain, courtesy of the House screaming at him that it's on fire or some such.]
He destroyed our planet, and he is making me watch. Over and over and over...