Finding the madman

by kiwifluffy

Lady Christina De Souza was on a bus when it flew through a wormhole onto the planet of San Helios. She met an alien man who saved her life. And now, with a flying bus and the police on her heels, she is out to find him again. On indefinite hiatus until I work out how to continue without everyone dying in the next 50 words.

1. Chapter 1

From up here, the people are nothing. The buildings are mere dots on the horizon, the city nothing more than something for the moonlight to reflect off, the stars burning brightly, calling me to them. And then the absurdness of this hits me again, and all I can do is laugh, staring out where the window once was and hoping to see a blue box come flying at me. I am flying a London bus out, far away from the police, currently resting at about two kilometres above the Atlantic Ocean. Not like this actually feels too weird, after driving through a wormhole and finding myself talking to giant flies and running from flying stingrays. The last few hours have been the craziest of my life and all I want is to find that man, the madman with the blue box who flew off into the distance, far further than me.

But I will find him.

He said so little that I can identify him with, but I just know where to find him. He said he was a Time Lord, that he travels through time. But he was tracking the wormhole. I know that if I look at every strange occurrence in the world, see if anyone else has met a crazy man who calls himself The Doctor, then I will find him. And if I do, maybe he will realise that I should travel with him and that we were made for each other. Just like he said.

I turn the wheel and I decide to go to somewhere that has more rumours of alien activity than anywhere else in the world, and I can't believe I actually want to go there. I am deliberately going to Cardiff.