I walked out of my room, and down the stairs into my uncles bar. I have lived there since my parents died when I was 6. every night I perform down there. they "demand" live entertainment. I don't really care. I know everyone that comes. I sing, get a drink, and head back up to my room. but tonight was different. this time there was a different man here. no one new ever came. this bar was in a pretty dangerous part of new York. its also pretty quiet here. and this man... he looked different too. he had spickey, gelled up hair. amazing hair. don't know how he keeps it like that though. most the guys I see are half bald. he had a light brown, blazer with very skinney black stripes going down. his pants matched. he was wearing dark glasses, and he had big, brown mysterious eyes. I could barley tell, but he was also wearing tan convers. after my performance, I tried going upstairs before I got my drink this time. I couldn't even make it to the first stair before that strange man stopped me.

"hello there! im the doctor. and you're coming with me." then he grabbed my arm and pulled me threw the bar and into the alley 2 doors down. I tried to pull back, but he was stronger than he looked. inside the alley was a large blue police box. when we were right outside the door to the police box, he let go. I just stopped and stared. after 10, 15 seconds, he looked back at me and asked, " are you coming?" I looked right into his large eyes.

"yeah." I answered unsure of myself.

" ok then," he said "lets go."