CHAPTER ONE
The TARDIS. Clara Oswald was leaning upon its console, staring towards the madman who was running around frantically, flicking switches and pushing buttons. She didn't even bother to ask what he was doing; it probably wouldn't make any sense to her anyway. Instead, she turned her head down to the TARDIS' console, it humming in response. "Huh." She looked back at the Doctor. "It's like this thing doesn't like me leaning on it."
"Well, I'm not sure," he replied, not bothering to look up, "You like her, don't you?" He patted the centre of the console, a low ding resounding about the room. "See?" Sighing, he turned his attention back to one of the small screens on the console, gazing at it intently.
Clara's interest was now fully piqued. "Okay, what're you doing, Doctor?"
"What am I doing? Look, look." He beckoned for her with a finger, pointing at the screen once she was next to him. "Some kind of sonic disruption emanating from Earth."
"Sonic disruption?" she questioned.
"Yes, that, whatever a sonic disruption is. Somebody's gotten hold of some sort of sonic device back on Earth. I don't know how or why the TARDIS is picking up its signal but it's there, clear as day!" The screen was laden with orange and blue circular symbols that made no sense to anyone but the Doctor. "Oh, of course, you can't read Gallifreyan. Well, I can assure you that that's what it says. 'Sonic disruptions' and the like. It can even pinpoint an exact location."
"Oh?" Clara lowered herself to get a better look at the screen. "And where's that, then?"
"The exact location is London, England. Peckender Street. I wonder what's going on." He glanced at Clara, smirking. "Want to find out?"
She smirked back in response. "Of course."
"Well, let's go!" The Doctor leapt from her side to pull one final control, the TARDIS thrumming in response, making its way towards Earth.