The first thing I was aware of was the blinding pain in my head. As my senses slowly came back to me, I reached for my forehead, but was stopped by a hand grasping my arm. Opening my eyes very slowly, I still winced at the sudden light. When the blurriness had subsided, I saw the man from earlier. He was saying something, but it was muffled. He must have realized I didn't understand from the look on my face,because he stopped talking, just content to sit there and watch me get my bearings. When I could finally hear the blonde in the background (probably on her phone) I made a gesture for him to continue. "You were out for quite some time", he said carefully. "What happened back there, Emma?", he asked looking nervous. Well, his questions would have to wait. "Who are you? Where am I? What was that thing in the restaurant?", I fired the questions at him one after the other. A look of realization came over his face. He didn't seem daunted, though and answered politely. "I'm the Doctor. You're in my TARDIS. And that thing in the restaurant, was an auton/alien", he answered, seeming put off that I called the auton/alien a thing. I ignored that for now and simply observed my surroundings. Then, I realized I didn't know what a TARDIS is, and decided to ask. "What's a TARDIS?", I asked. "The TARDIS is my spaceship", he replied. Deciding that he was crazy I started with an easier question. "How do you know my name?", I asked, suspiciously. He sighed, and seemed to be weighing the options of telling me. "I know you, because I've met the future you. Does that make sense to you?", He said. No, but it does tell me you're crazy, I thought. Instead I said, "Why am I here?". "I'm afraid only you can answer that", he answered ominously. "You're crazy", I muttered. He started laughing loudly and uproariously. Ok, now I know he's crazy.