Pain. That was the only thing I felt. Searing agony. Like being hit by a bus, thrown into the Arctic sea, chopped into pieces, and being set on fire, all at once. I could only see a blinding white light. There was no noise. Not even my screams of agony. And this was all from touching a crack.
I had come home from school, and was doing some math homework, when I saw the crack. Nobody was there, so I knew it wasn't a prank. And, being the naturally curios person I am, I made a gigantic mistake. I stood up, crossed the room, and stuck my hand in it. And now I'm paying for that mistake.
I wondered what would happen. Would I be someplace new when it stopped? WOULD it stop? I had no sense of time there, so I didn't know how long it lasted. But the pain started to subside. And when it completely stopped, my body slammed into a floor.
I guess I Blacked out right then, because the next thing I remembered was that there was a person above me. He was wearing some strange clothes. I mean, a Bow-tie? Seriously? But it dawned on me. Glowing crack. Big room with lots of levers and buttons. Bow-Tie man. The pieces clicked together.
The crack had transported me into the 11th Doctor's TARDIS. When I realized that, I did the only thing that felt natural in the situation. I fell back into unconsciousness.