A beautiful dawn lay over a world. Across the surface a Time Lord in a long brown coat and trainers ran along happily, followed by a medical student. Several kilometres away was a town with a large telescope-tower jutting upwards, just visible from to the time travellers. "Which planet is this?" asked Martha, looking at the purple skies. "Aurora!" said the Doctor. "Named over the Goddess of the dawn. Has one of the best dawns this quarter of the Galaxy! People come from all over to see this." "Quite a romantic sight" said Martha, looking at the dawn dominating the sky. "Yes. I should have come here earlier" said the Doctor.

"What's that?" asked Martha, seeing a cloud of dust moving towards them with surprising speed. "We can easily find out!" said the Doctor, striding forward with Martha. They saw it was an open-top hover-car. "Don't worry! If there's trouble we just act like we're in charge" said the Doctor. The hover-car stopped next to them. It was driven by a creature with a domed head and grey-brown skin. "Vogan are you?" asked the Doctor. "Yes" said the Vogan. "Someone at the Memnon Hotel gave me some trisilicate and asked me to deliver a package here, to..." He waited for a reply. "The Doctor" said the Doctor. "Just the Doctor." "Planet?" said the Vogan. "Gallifrey" said the Doctor.

"Just the man I want" said the Vogan, handing down the package. "Sounds very Back to the Future" said Martha. "Is it something from you in the future?" The Doctor smiled. "Sounds like the sort of thing I'd do. Probably the sort of thing that short Scottish guy would do." "Short man?" said the Vogan. "It did seem to reassemble your species. Had an umbrella, though I'm not sure why he had one here." The Doctor looked curious. "And the Scottish accent?" "What's that?" asked the Vogan. "Well, it means r-r-rolling your…" began the Doctor in a bizarre Scottish accent. "That was him" said the Vogan. "Well, bye Doctor. Close your eyes." He drove away, the time travellers heeding his advice just in time.

When the sand had finally cleared, the Doctor began opening the package and a hologram rose from it, of a man wearing a straw hat. "Hello there! I'm the Doctor, one of them anyway. This is a message to my future self, on behalf of another self. I need you to go to the co-ordinates pr-r-rogramed into this device…" The Doctor looked at the piece of equipment from which the hologram was being projected. "Just plug it into the TARDIS and you can do the r-r-rest!" said the strange man. "Sorry I can't say more…" The hologram vanished.

"Who was that?" asked Martha. "Me" said the Doctor. "Well, me some time ago. Well, me when I was in a smaller body." "Why…" began Martha. "No time!" cried the Doctor, running to the TARDIS. "If he's contacted me, I definitely need to go wherever he wants me to." Martha followed the Doctor into the TARDIS as he ran up to the console and began connecting the device to the console. "This might be a bumpy ride" he said as he made the connections. The co-ordinates flashed on the screen. "Somewhere in the Komylvun Galaxy, around the 40th Century" said Doctor. "Not Balthazar again?" said Martha, looking worried. "No, as far as I know he never visited the Komylvun Galaxy" said the Doctor. "But I will be!"