last night i dreamed I was The Doctor and had a very weird interior to my TARDIS, like that of a small early 1900's victorian room led up to from a narrow staircase filled with boxes of books and folded clothes, and I operated the TARDIS from a dark and strange control panel comprised rusted iron knobs on what looked like a big old 1930's radio.
I exited my TARDIS and was attacked by black witches with a glowing red outline around their bodies and with red eyes, and so I ran back inside my TARDIS and hid, but they pulled some sort of magic crap on me and made the interior of my TARDIS transform into a deadly maze. I don't remember how, but I managed to escape and regain control of my TARDIS and leave.