Chapter 1
I finally finish brushing my hair when a strange man in a blue box shows up. I'm starting to question my sanity.
"Hello, pleasure to meet you, do you mind telling me what year it is, my tardis went a little bonkers and I- did I just say 'bonkers'? Donna must be rubbing off on me and I-"
"Slow down!" I start, "what happened to you? Are you all right? Should I get someone to help you? Like a doctor?"
"Funny thing is I am the doctor." he tells me
"I'm going to get a real doctor." I tell him backing away very slowly, either he hit his head to hard, or I did and I'm imagining this.
"I'm alright, where are we, and what year is it?"
"We are in Scotland, and it it is the year 1786." I tell him, how does he not know this?
"I'm the Doctor." he tells me, huge smile on his face like he has just been crowned a king.
"I am Kristina Rosemary-Louise, and sir, what is a 'police public call box?'"
"Well," he starts, "why don't I show you?"
He leads me into the box, all I expected was a small wood paneled room, apparently I'm the one who hit their head to hard because the inside was filled with metal walls and a huge green-lit center.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked.
"What?"
"1990's it is!"
The box made loud noises and shook until we ended up on the streets. It looked different. So much trash.
"I have to go, I'll be back in ten minutes." he said
"But Doctor!" I yelled, but it was too late. The box was gone. I was alone.
