Jack stared at the Master with utter disgust. He thought he was rid of him. He thought death had been the end.

He should have known better.

"Oh but you're nothing," Jack says with an almost laugh. "So you give me bad dreams, so what? I'll wake up eventually and then you'll be gone again. You're nothing. Nothing at all."

That had to be right, didn't it? There was nothing he could do past this. At least he hoped not.