Disclaimer: "Doctor Who" is owned by BBC. "Star Wars" is owned by George Lucas. This story's narrator is mine.
All the classic stories begin with the phrase "Once upon a time, in a land far, far away." Which at the time was a way of saying in a land that is so far away, you can't reach it. By now, we have airplanes and other means to reach far away places. And if we keep it up with all our technological advances, we might one day reach a galaxy much further away than Andromeda. So technically, nothing is so far away that you can't reach it.
But what if I told you that I landed on a planet that's in a galaxy which, if I'm to believe the Doctor, so far, it's light hasn't reach Earth yet. Not even by the time I first met the Doctor. It's a distance that is hard to fathom. I guess even those fairy tale writers had no idea how far "far, far away" really is.
Once we walked out of the Tardis, I almost immediately thought we were still on Earth. I mean, we were in a dark alley, there was smoke coming from some sort of pipe, and I heard the noise of cars. So really, what was so different?
"Doc, are you sure we're... not on Earth?" I asked.
"Yes, I am." the Doctor replied, abruptly.
In fact, he had been very abrupt at the time. Before we left for this planet, he looked at the monitors. He suddenly had that look on his face, which was somewhere between concerned and horrified. He then started pushing a few buttons. When I asked him what he was doing, he only said he'd be taking me to a far away galaxy (I already explained how far away, so I don't have to repeat that). But when I started to ask for more details, he was very sketchy about it. I can only assume he didn't want me to worry, but since I was going to find out soon anyway, I'd end up worrying still. So... why bother being sketchy? For a guy who's been around for quite some time, he doesn't really know much about us humans.
Since the Doctor won't be any more explicit, I decided to walk out of the alley.
In so doing, I entered a street. Here I saw those cars and people I heard. It turned out they were neither. At least not in the conventional sense. The cars were flying machines, and the people weren't human. Some of them weren't even organic. Given the wide diversity of people, I'd say this city was a sort of tourist spot for beings from all planets. The fact that none of them seemed to pay much attention to me indicated that humans weren't unusual here either.
"Incredible, isn't it?" the Doctor asked.
"Doc, what exactly is this planet?" I asked.
"Remember the Seraphs?" the Doctor explained, "How they sent probes all over the universe, creating human life-forms everywhere? This is another of those planets."
"Er... if this is a human planet..." I started.
"Where are the humans?" the Doctor understood where I was going, "They're here. Of course, by now some have moved to other planets, while people from those other planets moved over here."
That made sense to me, so there wasn't anything else for me to ask. At least not until I noticed something else. I soon noticed that the flying machines were all flying in the same direction. Sure, this particular street could be a one-way street, but should that rule apply for those on the side-walks?
"Why is everyone going in the same direction?" I asked the Doctor.
"Good." the Doctor said, "I was wondering when you'd notice."
With that, the Doctor headed in the opposite direction of where everyone was going. I didn't know what else to do, so I followed him.