UNDER EDITING She lived in a run-down apartment, living the life of any orphan. The only thing she has is a silver pocket watch that refuses to get lost no matter how hard she tries. Her head speaks no memories. Her eyes tell a tale of a far away planet that was once beautiful and now lay in ashes. Her name? She doesn't have a name. But a name echoes in her head that is not her own. Someone she must find. The Doctor. She has to find the Doctor.