London, 1941
We have gained a person in our travels. I want to tell you how before I tell you who. It is an interesting story though. I had just woken up from my nap after the Doctor defeated the Daleks. I went down to the control room and saw that the Doctor was there.
"Where to now, Doctor," I asked, feeling much better after my sleep.
"Well, actually, I think we are going to London, except about 60 years before you were born. Well, only fifty something, but anyway. We are going to London to follow some sort of object. It fell through the sky there and I think it it might be harmful. So we need to go check that out," said the Doctor.
"Sounds good. But wasn't fifty years ago World War II? We aren't going to get bombed are we?" I asked.
"Well, we'll just have to find out, now won't we," said the Doctor with a grin I wasn't sure I liked. But I trusted the Doctor, and I knew he wouldn't get me blown up on purpose.
When we got there it was night time and cold. There were so many blimps in the air, I figured it must be during the London Blitz. So we might get blown up. Great.
"I think we are about a month off. What ever we followed should have landed about a month ago. I going to go into this building here and ask if anyone knows anything about it. Stay here and don't wonder off. I mean it," said the Doctor in a stern voice. He must have had issues with people wondering off before.
"Alright," I said. I didn't plan on wondering off. I was kind of scared to be here, but then I saw something on the roof of a building a few doors down. I ran inside the TARDIS for some binoculars and rushed back outside to see what it was. I looked through the lenses and was shocked to see and child wearing a gas mask. I gasped, horrified that a child was up there alone. And then it called to me.
"Are you my mummy?" Asked the child. It sounded so pitiful. I couldn't just leave him up there alone, especially if he was looking for his mum. I walked down the alley close to where he was. I looked for a way up to the rooftop where he was and saw a staircase I could go up. I walked towards it as it asked me the same question again.
"Are you my mummy?" Said the boy.
"No, sweetie, I'm not. But I can help you find her. Where did you get lost?" I asked softly as I climbed up the stairs. I was about halfway up when the child turned around and started walking in the other direction. I had no idea why he was waking away. Maybe I scared the child. I rushed up the stairs, hoping to catch up with him so I could help him find his mum.
But by the time I got to the roof, he was gone. I walked across the top of the roof, looking to see where he might have gone. I walked until I reached the edge of the other side of the roof. The building I was on top of was next to a taller building. I couldn't see any sort of staircase, but there was a rope hanging down. I walked over to the rope and start to climb up.
I was about halfway up when it started to move. It rose up and over and I looked up to see it was attached to a barrage balloon. And it was moving. So I was then hanging from a rope, flying across London.
I had never really been afraid of heights. But if you make anyone hang from a rope connected to a barrage balloon during the London Blitz, they get a bit frightened. I had never been more afraid in all my life. There was no way out of this. I was all alone, flying over London. Eventually I would loose my grip and fall and no one would be there to save me.I was really wishing I had listened to the Doctor, but I had to help that child. I still had no clue where he went.
I was loosing my grip more and more by the second. I was hoping for a miracle. Maybe I could fall into something that would cushion my fall, but I would be falling from so high it would probably kill me anyway. I was about to fall. I knew my grip was slipping. I fell down a bit more and was almost at the end of the rope. I heard a huge bomb go off and it made me let go completely.
I fell.
