"Welcome to the past. England, 1867." The Master said as he began to lead Rose into a small town. The houses around looked as though they were just about ready to crumble to the ground. People sat around the streets, looking depressed as though they had lost all hope in life. He stopped at one of the houses, going up the three steps it took to get to the front door. He walked into the house and tossed his jacket onto the nearby couch. The inside looked a million times better than the outside and The Master walked down a hallway and into the kitchen. "You have every right not to trust me. But right now, I'm all you've got Ms. Tyler and you know it Now, why don't you tell how you got here?"

Rose looked around, knowing she was in a parallel world now, was it her original world? Not only was she in another Universe, but nearly 200 years out of her own timeline. "I don't know," She answered him, just as she had said before. "I was walking home, it was a normal day, and there was a bright light. That's all I know. Well, I know that it was a parallel world to this one."

"Parallel world you say?" The Master muttered, grabbing a knife and slicing the only good tomato he could find. "Well you'll just find you're probably in another one. Parallel, paradox, past, present. They're all very confusing. Well, they are to humans." He tossed her a plate with what appeared to be a sandwich, but just with tomato and lettuce. He smirked at her as he leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. "Sorry, haven't stocked up on any meat lately. I wasn't prepared for guests."

"Not hungry anyway," She whispered, still feeling on edge about who this 'Master' was, but he was her only ally right now, and he was helping her. Even if it was just for the time being. "Parallel world," She muttered to herself. "I probably wouldn't even know what my own Universe looked like, it's been so long."

"Not with your mere human brain." The Master said, stopping for a moment. "Was that rude?" He questioned more to himself than to Rose,. It reminded her a lot of The Doctor, but she didn't dare say it. "That white light you mentioned, that was how I got here too. Whatever it was, I think we're linked."

"How?" Rose questioned, but The Master simply shook his head.

"Some sort of energy, I'm presuming. It's like a random black hole, sucking people through." He said, pausing for a moment, staring down at Rose as she quietly nibbled on her bread. "What happened between you and The Doctor?" He asked, not even registering that he had asked until it came out of his mouth.

"Why do you care?" Rose whispered, a lot had happened between her and The Doctor, but she didn't care to discuss it with The Master of all people. She had her own Doctor now, back home on Pete's World. Waiting for her to come home, but she wasn't coming home tonight, not tomorrow, or even the night after that. Rose wondered if she would even get back to that world again. She shook the thought from her mind, going back to the black holes. "It's not the weirdest thing I've ever heard."

The Master simply stood there for the time being, wathing Rose as she mumbled away. He could tell she was scared. But of what he did not know. And what type of fear he could not tell. Was it like his? The fear of going mad, the drums never stopping? Or was it on a more mortal level of misses and love? He began to think of the energy that brought them here. Why them? Why here? Why this time? "Yes, well these holes don't just appear on a planet. They appear in space. Someone planted it there and drew us in. There's a reason behind all this. But why wait so long after my arrival to bring you here?" He walked around her for a moment and then retreated back down the hallway.

"Something wanted us here?" Rose said, watching as he walked away. "But why? Why us?" She asked, moving in to the living room as he sat on the sofa. Could she trust him after his slightly crazy acts earlier? She had to try. "How long have you been here?"

"A few months," He responded, "There's not much to distract me from the drums. No noise, no company. Nothing. It can send a man crazy after a while."

"It's okay," Rose smiled softly at The Master, relaxing in to the chair, feeling a bit more at ease around him now. "I understand, I know what it's like to be alone, in a place that you don't belong. And the drums. That mixture's enough to make anyone act a bit weird when they see people, especially people from modern day, well, my modern day."

"In case you are thinking of leaving," He started after a moment or two of silence, glancing towards her, wondering if she would try and get out of this alone. "You can try. But I've searched this whole town, even the city and I found no way of getting back through that white light. It never appears. The only time it did was when you showed up."

"There must be something though, whoever this is, there's always a solution for it to be reversed, we've just got to find it out. Find out who's creating these black holes." She whispered, Rose wasn't sure if The Master was even keen on leaving. He seemed to have settled in easy enough, could he be happy anywhere? "Assuming we're not the only ones that have been brought through, there must be others, right? We just need to find them."

"And how do you propose we trace these others, if there even are others out there? I have no gadgets like The Doctor. I have my laser screwdriver in my pocket and that is it." He laid back down, continuing his tapping on his chest as it heaved with aggravation. She wanted The Doctor, but he wasn't that man. He never wanted to be that kind of man.

"It was a guess! You're not saying anything! It's worth a shot, there's got to be a Torchwood or something by now. You've been here for months, haven't you noticed anything?"

There's a man I've been watching." He said, looking out of the window for the time being. "He lives a few houses down. But he's always dressed too fancy to live here, everyone else is in rags. It seems as if no one else sees him but me." The Master turned around and walked to the front door, opening it and peering outside. "He passes by here every day just after nightfall. Perhaps he is what we seek, Ms Tyler."

"No-one see's him? Like a ghost?" She asked, noticing he had some sort of folder in his hands.

"My thought's exactly, why can we see him and no-one else?" He questioned, racing towards the kitchen to gather something for Rose, holding out a key for her. "A key, in case we get separated." He smiled, a smirk falling against his lips as he took a few steps outside, swivelling to face Rose. "Come along then, before we lose him. He may be the key for us to get out of here."

The plot thickens! R&R and I shall update tomorrow! The more reviews, the more I'll be updating. Maybe I'll give you two chapters tomorrow?