There was a loud crash from outside the window. Madison looked out at the ground below her apartment building, watching smoke rise from a freshly burnt hole in the ground. She looked with interest and disbelief. There was the faint sound of an alarm from across the small village and roaring sirens coming toward the scene. She jumped down from the window, her small form framed by a light pink silk night gown, her bare feet touching the cool wood. She ran towards the front door of the apartment, the knob was a foot above her head, and locked at that. She searched her surroundings for any type of tool to unlock the door and enable her to venture into the commotion. Her eyes scanned across a small screwdriver that had rolled underneath the desk her father worked at every night, tinkering with things and drawing new sketches for his new ideas.
Her chubby fingers wrapped around the wooden handle and she cranked the screwdriver clockwise and counter-clockwise until she heard the relieving sound of a click. The door swung open and she dropped the screwdriver in excitement, she ran out the door and down the wooden stairs as it rolled back underneath the desk, and the door closed behind her with a heavy thud and solid clicking lock. The noises outside the building got louder, the tenants began to swarm around a large burning object giving off a dark billowing cloud of smoke. She swiveled through the legs of bundled adults, a woman in a fuzzy robe and slippers, a fat man wearing his work suit. Her little feet padded across the slippery cobblestone that was laid in front of the buildings. Her eyes grew wide as she saw what was beyond the line of fat men wearing black official-looking suits wielding billy clubs, and then she heard the screams...
The tardis was roaring and wheezing as usual, clicking and popping noises emerging from the console. There was a loud thud and the usual noises halted, leaving an eerie silence surrounding the doctor. "Oh really? Come on you must be joking!" he pulled at his hair, frustrated. "Come on old girl, I need you to take me to ancient Rome, I know that's not where you took me, it's hardly ever." The tardis remained silent and unmoving. The doctor sighed, he checked the small screen hovering over his head, "London, England 1915? What's so special about that date huh? Is it more important than ten people getting killed by a free roaming lion? Huh? Is it?" he sighed in exasperation at the machine. He was never going to end up where he wanted yet he couldn't simply come to terms with it.
He walked to the doors and pulled, letting in a bright beam of light from the outside world. The ground was covered in snow as well as the rooftops of the small buildings. The tardis had parked him in a small alleyway between two rows of tenant buildings. The walls were made of stones as well as the sidewalk in front of him. He stepped out, feeling the cold breeze of winter and pulled his long trench coat tighter around him. He walked towards what he believed was the middle of the town, couples wrapped in fur coats and wearing hats sauntered down each side of the small road.
"What an odd place, you silly old girl. You're losing your wit you know!" he shouted back to the blue box. He turned back around and looked up at the building directly in front of him. Something drew his attention to the window at the top left corner, a curtain, pulled back aside, in it was the chubby face of a young girl.
He squinted, trying to make it out better, but the shade fell shut and he lost sight of her. He chewed on his lip, thinking, then headed toward the wooden door at the front of the building. As he stepped on the stone steps, he knocked lightly at the door. There was a muffled shout, some shuffling, and a click at the door. "Hello there," he smiled, "I'm the doctor."
