Amy Pond stood inside the TARDIS Console Room, alone. The Doctor had left to head over to the library in order to find something about a star system he was planning to take her and her husband. She had wanted to go as well, but the Doctor had asked her to stay behind, just in case anything was to happen. Amy sincerely doubted anything would happen, thinking it was just an excuse for the Doctor to be alone, without any distractions, when an unnerving chill came over her. The longer Amy stood there, she began to realise that the TARDIS seems to be getting darker, until eventually, only the blue glow of the Time Rotor shone around the room.
"Rory?" Amy called through the darkness, into the corridor that led out to the other rooms, but there was no reply. Then she heard it. A high pith, cold laugh that rung throughout the TARDIS, it echoed around the room, bouncing off the walls. And then it was inside her head, she staggered blindly as the laugh grew louder and louder, but as she reached the Console, a strong wind erupted through the TARDIS, nearly blowing her off her feet, but as she finally reached the Console, clutching to it for support, she turned her head to the Scanner and saw, staring back at her, a pair of yellow eyes, with slits for pupils. Her scream carried along the corridor.
The Doctor meanwhile had noticed the lights growing dimmer in the library, even the candles that hung around the walls were going out and as he rushed down the corridor, he bumped right into Rory, who was obviously heading towards the Console as well. "What's going on?" he asked the Doctor.
"No idea." said the Doctor, "And it can't be forgetting to pay the Electric bill. There's something else at work in this machine." but then, the wind that had brewed up in the Console room hit them, and at that precise moment they felt the floor shake slightly and they clung onto the walls. It felt as if the TARDIS was falling from a great height. "Come on!" the Doctor shouted, and together, he and Rory battled through the wind, until they reached the Console room. There on the other side of the room, curled up on the floor, was Amy, her arms over her head, screaming as if she were in pain, as the room rocked violently, steam issuing form the console. As the Doctor leapt forward against the wind, to reach he console, Rory staggered towards Amy, the wind pushing him down onto the floor, and he dragged himself along the floor, and just as he reached out his hand towards Amy.
The Wind stopped. The lights came back on instantly and the TARDIS fell back under control. Rory helped Amy back onto her feet and led her to the seat. "What the hell was that?" she breathed, she was looking pale, and beads of sweat could be seen on her brow.
The Doctor wandered around the console. "Everything seems to be normal." he said, casually flicking the switches, "It's acting as if nothing happened."
"Nothing happened?" said Rory, looking agitated "Doctor, that was not nothing! There was wind in here, that cannot be a typical thing!"
"And there was the laugh!" said Amy. The Doctor and Rory looked at her, confused. She stared back at the two of them "Didn't you hear it?" They both shook their heads nervously. Amy looked into the Doctor's eyes and said, "You don't suppose that this is something to do with House again, is it?"
"No." said the Doctor, "Whatever happened in here was beyond of what the TARDIS is capable of, as if some Phsyco-Kenetic energy had gripped itself on to the TARDIS and taken control. Granted, it's not the first time this has happened, but I've never seen it happen on this scale. I think we should be on our toes and prepared for anything else." he finally said, jumping up and down on his toes.
This did not reassure Amy. She wondered if she ought to tell them about the eyes she saw on the scanner, but before she could say anything, she saw another worried look appear onto the Doctor's face. "The co-ordinates have changed!" he said suddenly, as he tried to re-set the system back to their original settings, but nothing seemed to work. "It would seem that whatever we encountered in here clearly doesn't want to get rid of us so easily." and sure enough, the Time Rotor slowed down until it came to a complete stop. The moment it did, the Doctor turned and headed towards the door.
"Do you honestly think it's a good idea?" said Rory, quickly.
"Rory, whatever high-jacked the TARDIS is out there, and I'm going to find out why." said the Doctor, impatiently.
"But Doctor, you don't even know where we are." said Amy, getting to her feet and walking over to Rory.
"Of course I do." said the Doctor, "According to the readings, we have landed on Earth, somewhere in the south of England. At least we'll be in familiar territory. Well come on you two." he said excitedly, clapping his hands at Rory and Amy to follow him, and reluctantly they did.
They were standing in the middle of a field, and judging by the pinkish tinge in the sky, it was nearing daybreak. The Doctor held out his arms to let the cool morning breeze ruffle his tweed jacket. "Oh I love a good field. There's so much you can do in a field, you can run around wherever you feel, have a picnic, play ball games, I love a good ball game! Maybe I should get back into Cricket." He then looked around the field, to where a few hills could be seen in the mist, "You know, I think I've been here before. There's a rock over there that looks incredibly familiar."
"Well what about that, then?" called Amy, pointing out to somewhere, at the bottom of the valley. The Doctor came to look, and there, clearly visible, was a small little village.
"No." said the Doctor, quietly, until he began laughing excitedly, "We're in Stockbridge! I haven't been here for years!" and with that, he began running down the hill, with Amy and Rory jogging behind him.
"So, do you think whatever caught the TARDIS is in that village?" Rory shouted to the Doctor's back.
"Oh, I sure hope so!" the Doctor shouted back happily. Soon enough, all three were running down the hill, towards the small village.
Meanwhile, within the small village, a woman was waking up from her sleep. She had been having another troublesome dream, where she had found herself in a black empty space, a black space that had felt familiar to her. But she shook the thought out of her head, and went to open her window. She looked out into the street, and saw another woman, out jogging and as she passed her cottage, she gave a shout of "Morning Miss Jovanka!"