When i wrote "I wonder what I will dream about tonight?" in previous post i couldn't even think about what i would dream about. I've never had such a sad dream.

No, Wallander, it wasn't about X-men, and that's strange, isn't it? I dreamed about Doctor.

First thing which i remember is i was sitting in my room with Doctor and he was telling me something very exciting. I remember that i felt like my head was being filled with lots of information, and i really liked this feeling. By the way, it was the ninth Doctor, he looked like Eccleston.
Unfortunately i don't remember what we were doing together. At first i decided, that we didn't do anything that Doctor usually does, but afterwards some details have surfaced in my memory. I remember me sitting in dark room and writing something and i remember us running somewhere. Also i remember that i wasn't the only one Doctor's companion. I remember that there were three children, i forgot  the youngest two, but i remember a little afro american girl, who made origami.

Why it was so sad? Because i saw Doctor dying. He told me that he was dying and he had to go. We both was crying, i couldn't imagine my life without him. I remember me thinking to ask him to take me with him, but i realized soon, that i'm not suitable for such life he lived. We just couldn't be together. I realized that he would forget me. And the saddest thing is when he was hugging me he asked me to remember and to write down everything we did together. I sweared. I sweared and now i can't remember anything.

The last thing i remember  he  trying to calm me down. He smiled through his ​​tears and said: "But the stars continue to be born!" (still don't know what he was talking about and how it could help me). I only had time to think: "Yes, but without you" and i opened my eyes. 

First few minutes i really hated real life.