Bombs are exploding all around me as I look over London and I'm here clinging on to a piece of rope whilst dressed in a union jack t-shirt in the middle of an air raid. 'Where is he?' I call urgently, knowing full well he's wandered off into more trouble aswell. My hands are rubbing against the rope and I realise that I haven't got the strength to hold on anymore. Planes come fleeting past me as I start to slip down the rope when suddenly a blue light surrounds the whole of my body. Trying to see where the light was coming from is a struggle as the light was so bright, has a plane finally seen me? My body started to move up towards the unknown object, I tried to resist but couldn't, the only thing I knew was that whatever it was, it was definitely alien. Getting closer I hoped that it was the Doctor, who am I kidding it was always the Doctor that saved me in the end.