Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the television show, "Doctor Who," nor any of its characters. The following story was written purely for my own amusement.
A Gap in the Universe
A tiny blue box whirred through the corners of space. Darkness controlled the thousands of light years that stretched before it, leaving only silence in its wake.
I groaned and opened my eyes. Pain exploded somewhere between my brain and retinas, so I shut them quickly. A voice was nearby.
With an English accent…?
I tried opening my eyes a fraction at a time. A tall, kindly looking man was standing with his arms crossed in the center of the room. He seemed familiar. Strange jaw, thin lips that were quietly muttering, average brown hair, and alert eyes.
"How did you get in here?" he directed more to himself than to me.
Oh no… "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AAAHHHHHHH! AHHHHHH!" I stopped backpedaling into the wall and took a breath to scream again before noticing that the man had backed off considerably.
He patted down at the air with an alarmed look, "It's -all- right, it's -all- right. Calm down."
This isn't right. This isn't real. "No…no, no, no, no," I stared at a wall to stifle the information overload. It's not real.
The man moved forward and crouched. His look turned to one of concern as he did his best to reassure me, "Trust me. I'm the Doctor."