Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. If I did, then David Tennant and Billie Piper would have been forced to sign life long contracts and Chris Eccleston would make guest appearances on the show.
A whirring filled the air and reverberated around the dark, empty room. A blue box materialized and a tall, thin man with dark hair and curious eyes stepped out and looked around.
"Ha!" he laughed, "I have no idea where I am! More fun that way, don't you think?" He looked around and sighed. For a moment, he had almost forgotten he was alone again. He shuffled his foot on the hard, concrete-like ground. He whipped his head up when he heard a soft humming noise coming from in front of him. No, it was behind him. Or was it to the side? Before he knew what was happening the humming sound grew louder and louder, coming at him from all sides. He spun in circles trying to see where it was coming from. He stopped in his tracks when something, no, someone stepped forward. It remained in the shadows, but the man could see an outline of the figure. His eyes widened. Not in fear, but interest.
"Who's there?" he called out.
The only response was that the humming grew even louder. He almost thought he could distinguish words out of the sound, but he wasn't sure.
"What do you want?" he asked.
The creature that had stepped forward said in a very singsong voice that was slow and flowing, "It is you. The man who makes things better."
"Yes," the man replied, "I'm the Doctor."
Too focused on the creature in front of him, the Doctor hadn't seen the one that came up behind him. It grabbed his neck with two pale, scale-covered hands. The Doctor gasped and his eyes rolled into the back of his head and the creature let him fall to the ground.