-The Tardis-

Amy leaned against the metal railing of the console room, watching the Doctor flutter around the controls of the Tardis excitedly. He flicked switches here and there, bouncing to the side to punch in various buttons and levers. Amy could've laughed at how childish the Doctor always looked when he flew the Tardis, but kept her amusement hidden by her sarcastic groan.

"Where to now, Doctor?"

"Somewhere absolutely amazing!" the Doctor replied, flicking one last switch and the whole Tardis jolted and groaned.

Amy grabbed onto the railing to hold herself steady as the floor shook. The groaning and shaking stopped.

"That's a good lot of information." Amy said rolling her eyes and regaining her balance.

The Doctor ignored her and skipped over to the Tardis door, opening it. Bright light flooded in. Amy couldn't exactly make out what was outside, so she headed over to the doors, inwardly curious.

"After you..." the Doctor bowed playfully, gesturing towards the open door.

Amy rolled her eyes, smiling. She stepped out of the Tardis, expecting something amazing.

London. It was London. England. Earth. Boring.

The Tardis had landed on a curb at the entrance of an alleyway. The road was on the left of the Tardis where cars honked loudly. People hurried by, not noticing the strange blue box.

Amy looked at the Doctor, her mouth agape in surprise and unhappiness.

"This is not 'absolutely amazing'!" Amy groaned "There aren't even any aliens shooting lasers around!"

The Doctor only smiled wider.

"Well actually, we need to go down that alley to see the amazing stuff."

Amy rolled her eyes.

"Alright, then." She sighed reluctanty, stepping out of the Tardis.

The Doctor immediately took the lead, trotting into the alley in excitement. People gave him weird looks from the side walks as they passed.

And then the screwdriver. The Doctor pulled his sonic screwdriver out of his jacket pocket, bleeping it around in the narrow alley.

Two old, graffiti-covered buildings loomed over either side of them. The lighting was becoming more polluted and less intense as they walked deeper into the alley. Amy didn't feel so sure about this, but didn't say anything.

The Doctor kept waving around his screwdriver, the green light flickering on the brick walls of the alley.

"So where exactly are we going?" Amy wondered in annoyance from her lack of knowledge "And what are you scanning for?"

The Doctor didn't answer, but muttered to himself as he looked at the readings of his sonic screwdriver. His jaw dropped at the last bit of sonic readings. He looked bothe excited and surprised.

"Wha-" Amy began.

A faint pattering sound from the far end of the alley, vaguely echoing off the narrow passage.

"Come along, Pond!" the Doctor said suddenly, then ran towards the end of the alley like a drunken giraffe.

Amy was about to try and ask the Doctor what was going on... Again... But she has no choice but to follow him.

The Doctor stopped suddenly, hearing a loud scream that was cut off short.

Someone was in trouble.

Amy's heart stopped as she heard the desperate scream. She had finally caught up with the Doctor when he started to run again. Faster this time.

"No, no..." The Doctor muttered under his breath between panting as he ran. He turned around a sharp corner, hearing another loud scream. A man's scream. He was calling for help from someone called "Sherlock".

The Doctor was barely able to see a short man with light hair dissappear ino the shadows as he came around the corner. Someone was unconscious on the ground with bloody lashes digging deep, staining the dark trenchcoat to a darker shade in uneven splotches. The man had curly black hair and cheekbones that were worse than the Doctor's chin.

The Doctor guessed that this was the Sherlock that the screaming man had called for.