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He pressed play.

He held the tiny black stick in his palm. It was warm. It pulsed once, like a heartbeat. Download Doctor Who Confidential Season Six

It was the console room of the TARDIS. But wrong. The coral columns were rusted. The roundels on the walls were cracked, weeping a viscous golden light. And in the center, slumped against the time rotor, was a man. He pressed play

He was wearing the tattered remains of the Eleventh Doctor's tweed jacket, but his bow tie was undone, hanging limply. His face was gaunt, eyes rimmed red. He wasn't acting. He was grieving . It pulsed once, like a heartbeat

The Doctor on the screen began to flicker, his edges dissolving into pixelated static. "Don't let them erase me," he whispered. "Every time someone watches 'The Wedding of River Song,' they feel a tiny sadness they can't explain. That's me. That's my real death. Make it mean something. Save me. "

"They can't see me," the man whispered. His voice wasn't Matt Smith's bright chirp. It was ancient. Ragged. It was the Doctor's. "Only you. Because you're looking in the wrong place. You're watching the ghost in the extras."