Clara Oswald was frustrated, she had just finished an English lesson with Courtney Woods, probably the worst student this school has ever had. But to rain on Clara's Parade even more, she promised she would help the governors with cleaning away the school end of year party. Then her day brightened up again when a small faint wheezing sound grew louder from the hall closet. She stood up from her wooden desk, covered in yellow English books with individual names on each one, and walked on out of her classroom and passed many young students. As she was approaching the closet where the wheezing sound originated, now gone, a strange looking cheerful old man approached her. He was wearing smart grey trousers with jet-black braces coming up past his white buttoned up shirt which was tucked nicely under his marine blue school jumper which had the Coal Hill School logo badge sewn onto the top right corner of his pullover. "Miss Oswald" The smiling grey haired man spoke "I Just wanted to talk to you about the End of Year Party?" "Oh, Yes!" Clara Smiled, trying to be kind, yet she was glad it was the end of the year and she didn't actually care "Mr Chesterton, I'll be right out, I just need to grab a few things from in here" She pointed at the purple painted closet doorway. "Ok" He smiled "I'll just wait here" Clara nodded and walked inside the closet, opening the door at an edge so Mr Chesterton wouldn't see what was inside. Clara stepped inside and looked up at the big dark blue police box that was squeezed into the tiny cupboard. Clara looked inside through the slightly left open door. She looked around, edging forwards, at the enormous console room. The three light grey stairways, two leading upwards to large bookshelves overflowing with books of all different various titles and colours and many which have existed for probably thousands of years and some which won't exist for billions of years to come. The other staircase, leading downwards, was where an oversized chalky blackboard which was smothered in a large mathematical sum that was covering the whole board. Just tucked behind the chalkboard was a doorway gloomy yet with a small orange glow. Back up the staircase, in the centre of the room, was the main area of the ship. The console was consumed in levers and buttons and any other type of switch you can think of. Each of the six panels did a different thing to control the ship. Clara wouldn't even try to imagine was any of it actually does. Two computer screens were hung over the panels with strange images of galaxies and planets. Placed around the room individually was an orange light with blue light circling it. As Clara was mesmerised by the outstanding spaceship a face suddenly popped round the door. "Well come on!" Said the man with bushy grey hair and substantially big white eyebrows "Your letting a draft in!" He held the door open as she walked into the bigger on the inside police box and he shut the door behind her. The man then hurried on past her revealing his outfit. He wore a smart white buttoned up shirt with a midnight blue jacket that had a red lining inside. His trousers were a dark grey with smart night-black shoes. "Who were you talking to?" The mysterious man asked with a Scottish accent. "Sorry?" Clara asked still shocked at the room. "Who were you talking to?" He asked again getting agitated "Back there" He pointed at the door "Before you came in?" "Oh!" Clara understood as the man sighed "Just some old man" She smiled "The chairman of governors, I think, why?" "Now listen closely Clara sometimes someone isn't just any old man" He Stared deep into her eyes. "I suppose you'd know all about that then" She giggled, the doctor let out a fake smile "Anyway why do you care so much?" "He sounded familiar" He wondered. "Anyway Doctor" Clara smiled "Where in the universe are we going to today?" He then stood over one of the panels and flicked some of the switches and levers and the machine went into action. The wheezing sound started again coming from the console. The lights flickered. The roof spun and the ship left Earth. Clara's legs shook as she grabbed hold of the handle on her right. Clara could feel her and the Doctor spinning through space. Meanwhile, Back on Earth. Mr Chesterton stood outside the cupboard. Then the wheezing noise crept out of the storage room and Mr Chesterton's face lit up. He gasped, lost for words he slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out his mobile. His eyes scanned the screen as he went down his contact list to Barbara C. He dialled the number and waited as it rang. A faint whisper of an old lady came out of the phone. "Hello?"
The Doctor spun around the room, flicking levers and switches and all sorts of various items. "A planet, much like Earth but with no water cycle, inhabited by unevolved humans" "Ape men!" Clara smiled nodding her head "cool, but why are we going there, you're not one to go see the sights" She asked. "Like I said, no water cycle, they eventually died out completely" His smile faded into a concerned look. "All the more reason to not go?" Clara disagreed "I don't want to be visiting a planet covered in dead monkeys!" "The TARDIS picked up a mayday from the planet" The Doctor explained "And I know what it feels like to be the last of my kind, I need to help them" "But what if it's a trap?" She asked the doctor. The doctor didn't reply "Fine!" She agreed "But we go in, rescue them and get out" "Ok" The Doctor agreed, as the TARDIS landed with a halt. The wheezing sound started up again. The lights flickered off. The console stopped moving. The roof slowed down spinning. The vibrating faded. And then so did the wheezing sound. The TARDIS was silent.