i. prologue
He ran as hard as he can through the glistening corridor, like he did almost every single day. He loved the feeling, the adrenaline rushing through his veins.
"DOCTOR!" yelled someone behind him, but he couldn't look back. "YOU'RE GONNA GET US KILLED!"
That was what made him stop and look back.
"Listen," he said, pocking a long spider-like finger in the chest of the soldier. "I don't like you, so I think it's better if you just shut up and follow me." He turned around and before he was going to start running down the hallway again, he turned his head back to him and said, "And for your information, I'm going to get us out of this mess."
The soldier huffed and followed the old man in his stride.
Until, they reached the end of the hall, and there was nowhere to go.
"What do we do now?"
"Shut up." the Doctor spat at him.
He walked forward, curiosity taking hold of him.
A display case stood in the end of the hallway. And in there was a black moleskin book. 'The Record of the Universe' he read, and laughed inwardly. Then he looked down at the next line of the book, which he read, 'Chelsea Corbyn'.
"Doctor! You said you'll get us out of this mess! What do we do now?"
He wanted to slap the soldier so much.
A/N: This is my first Doctor Who fan fiction and also my first multi chap fic (on this account), and I'm kind of really excited about this fic. The first chapter is going to be posted next week!