„It moved!" , John yelled. „Obviously", Sherlock replied absent-mindedly. "Do you have any idea why?" John became annoyed "No, but I am trying to find it out.", Sherlock said as he walked around, looking for clues. "John, look! There is something on the wall!" – His friend was puzzled. "Where?" "Over there, behind the wallpaper!" John looked at the corner Sherlock was referring to, and indeed, a bit of the wallpaper was detached and someone wrote two words behind it. "Don't blink"
"Don't blink? What is that supposed to mean?" John asked. Sherlock's phone informed him that he had a text message. "It means don't blink" – that wasn't very helpful either. The detective and his blogger looked at each other in confusion. "Who sent it?", John asked. In that moment, another message popped up. "I am the Doctor." – "Doctor who?", Sherlock asked nobody in particular. Another message. "Just the Doctor. Beware of the angels and RUN." "We should investigate those angels and why this stranger considers them so dangerous, don't you think?" Sherlock asked John. "But he said we should run." Sherlock didn't listen, he was already on his way to the door. "Sherlock!" John yelled, running after his friend. "Don't…!" He didn't finish the sentence. Since they went inside, the statues had moved closer to the entrance. Sherlock went straight to them and took a close look. Suddenly, he was gone, vanished into thin air. Why is it always the great looking ones who do that?
"Sherlock!" John gasped. He looked around in shock, hoping to find his friend, and suddenly, John Watson was gone too. The next second it was suddenly, as Sherlock deduced, 1886, and they were in a Victorian London. John was relieved to see his friend alive and well but he was also seriously worried as to their whereabouts. That there was a blue 1960's Police Box standing on the other side of the street didn't make it better. It opened, and a young suited up man with a phone in his hand came out, followed by a slightly older red-haired woman. He looked up from the phone and waved at the two of them. "I have expected to find you here", he called out and approached. He shook their hands and introduced himself. "Hello, I am the Doctor and this"- he said, pointing at his companion- "Is Donna Noble", the read headed lady finished his sentence. "I am so glad to meet you" "Hello. I am Sherlock Holmes and this is Doctor John Watson.", Sherlock replied. "Yeah, we already knew that", the strange man said, unimpressed. "I think there is someone you should meet. Follow me."
They followed because the "Doctor" seemed like the only one who knew what was going on here.