He hadn't even gotten to his feet when his mind was assaulted. He barely had half of his defenses back up. The Master collapsed and gripped his head.

He screamed, "GET OUT!"

It was easy to get in. In fact, the first push got her there, to the broken, barely held together mindscape that he had. Warped and twisted with madness and insanity - shattered before and pieced back together with chunks missing.

It hurt. It hurt. That was all he could think about. It hurt.