"What do I do?!"Miranda screeched.

Dr. John Smith confidently shouted "Act like everything is perfectly normal!".

"What!?"

"Because I am 100 % sure that it's not! "

His voice began to crack. Typical. Them stupid men, always trying to act cool, Miranda noted.

The few students that had been in the room in the first place had been stranded on the other side of the crack, and were now pressed against the wall. One of them had gotten a nosebleed and another looked as if he was about to faint. Miranda realized that she would have to either leap across the crack or make her way over the rail that separated the class from the professor.

Before she had made up her mind her new teacher had made his way over the railing and was now pulling out a strange silvery object which he pointed towards the crack, it was a weird-looking gadget with a blue light and a very annoying sound effect. Perhaps some sort of flashlight, she pondered.

"Sorry but you will need to get away from the crack! It could start expanding again any time!" he claimed.

"It was probably just an earthquake. Don't you think?" Miranda explained, perhaps he was not familiar with the area's more or less frequent problems with minor earthquakes. He could not have been from around here anyway, the village was not a very big place and she had really never seen him before. She would have remembered a face like his.

"Nope. This is a bit worse than an earth quake I'm afraid." He snapped off the flashing device and put it back in his pocket with a concerned wrinkle on his forehead.

"You lot at the back, use the bloody door and get out of the building, and tell everyone you see the same thing. Just get out! Now!" he commanded his class before turning to Miranda.

"What's your name?"

"Miranda, Sir."

"I am so very sorry Miranda."

"Sorry for whHHHHHHHAAAAAA!?"

Before she could finish the sentence the strange man had pulled her over the railing, grabbed her wrist and started pulling her along what she by the sign on the swing door they passed found out must have been the teacher's corridor.

She stumbled along trying to keep up with him, but he was running so very fast and her boots were definitely not made for running. All of a sudden the floor started shaking again, and before she could even react she had fallen to the floor and lost his hand.

Miranda woke up on a strange metallic floor, looking into a high, sort of out of this world ceiling. She reached out with her arms behind her, trying to sit up straight.

"Oh, good! You're awake at last! Are you feeling alright? Does it hurt? It was quite a fall you had there."

It was that strange new teacher again.

"Uhm, yeah I think I'm alright. What happened? Where exactly are we, Sir?"

"Oh don't do that" he got that wrinkle on his forehead again, scrunching up his face in disgust.

"I'm The Doctor by the way, I just needed a more human name to get the employment."

"Human name? But what? Sir you are not making any sense."

"Oh stop it with the "Sir" will you, it's ridiculous."

"Well it's not ridiculous to me! Now you need to tell me exactly where we are and how we got here before I go mental!"

"Oh sorry! I'm so sorry! Welcome to the TARDIS. I carried you here, that's that. And now you're going home so no need to worry."

"TARDIS? What's that your secret cellar for kidnapping innocent students is it?"

"It's my ship, travels through time and space. Very convenient!"

Miranda was getting upset. The man she thought looked so attractive at first sight was obviously an escaped mental patient of the nearby hospital, and not her new teacher.

"So if this is a spaceship where was it parked? How come no one's noticed it? Why did you take me here?"

"In my office of course! No one's been in there looking. It's dimentionally transcendental. If you ever see a blue box parked on the street, that'd be me." He rambled confidently.

"And I saved you from the school, you're very welcome. The place was being pulled apart and drawn down under the earth's crust. All gone now." He continued, and Miranda thought she could catch a glimpse of pure anguish in his eyes. Maybe he was telling the truth after all, by the look of this place, nothing seemed impossible anymore.