You're not exactly sure what pulled you out into the dark streets that night, barefoot and slightly chilled.
Maybe it was the fact that the moonlight shinning into your room was so bright that it kept you from falling asleep.
Maybe it was the emptiness you were feeling because of the huge fight you had just had with your best friend.
Or maybe it was because your power was out - and that meant no TV, no computer, no music, and nothing to watch Doctor Who on.
Your eyes float above the empty, street-light deprived alley you've somehow found yourself wondering down up to the stars and full moon. The wind blows lightly through your nightie and runs a chill up and down your spine - or maybe that's the sudden strange feeling you now have - the feeling that you're being watched.
You shake it off - even if every fiber of your being is telling you to turn around and go home - something something is puling you forward.
Beyond the car noises and past the silvery leaves touching the skyline, you look up again.
Ever since you've started watching Doctor Who, the sky's looked different. The stars seem bigger, the moon more mysterious. Satellites rushing across the horizon just might be a crashing TARDIS. Beyond the moon in the shadows, perhaps there's a Dalek ship lurking…
The wonders of the universe.
And here you are, stuck on little ol' planet earth.
Now you've wondered to a field - somehow…you briefly question if you'd be able to find your way back home when you need to…but the wind seems to whisper not to worry about that right now. Fireflies help light up the prairie. Your gaze still glued to the stary sky, your eyes studying every detail, you lower yourself to the ground.
The wet dew droplets on the grass soak through to your skin as you settle on you back - the universe vast and brilliant above you.
Suddenly…a noise erupts through the peaceful night, covering up the sound of crickets and frogs. But that can't be right…no way…
So your mind starts to rattle off the usual explanations - a leaf blower, a hair dryer, my little sibling doing something stupid, the television, my ringtone…
But the sound is getting louder and louder. Closer and closer.
The sound of adventure. The sound the excitement. The sound of the breaks being left on.
The sound of the TARDIS…woosh woosh.
Something tells you not to sit up - not to fall for the trick.
But the curiosity burns your mind too much and you spring up so fast that your vision blocks out for a moment. When the blackness fades to the glow of pale moonlight…there it is.
Your breath pulls out of you in a sigh of wonder…cause there it is!
Brand new and ancient! Big and little! Oh…the bluest blue!
The TARDIS. Time and relative dimension in space, sitting only about ten feet from where you now stand. The windows blink, illuminated by the lights inside. The bright moon makes the TARDIS-blue (cause there really is no other color to describe it!) box shine…absolutely shine…
"I must be dead…" you whisper to the world that has stopped spinning around you. Cause now you're walking towards it - and it just feels like you've died…or you're dreaming…or perhaps both. But as your cold feet are now only inches from the wooden walls…your hand reaches up to run your fingertips along the cold box…it's so solid. So real. You can actually feel the vibrations from within.
You just now realize your heart pounding in your ears - the rush! Oh! The sheer pure adrenaline pulsing through your veins!
The Doctor and the TARDIS.
The daft ol' man and his magic box.
Sexy and her thief.
So what do you do?
Reach up to grab the hidden key, of course. Right behind the "P" in "Police Box". It's a stretch, but you manage. And there it is - a TARDIS key…in your hand. It seems almost hot to the touch, burning for you to use it.
So that's it…good-bye moonlit earth night. I'll be back soon enough. Right now…life is to be lived to it's fullest. Always is! Nothing can stop me now…
You lift that key to the lock and slowly push it in.
You close your eyes and brace yourself for disappointment as you twist your wrist. But it turns…and you swear you've stopped breathing.
All that's left to do…is push open the door.
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