He looked down at her. "An' what's wrong with that?"

Her flippant reply sparked a short argument, and I used that opportunity to really look at them. The 'Doctor' looked as if he was in his mid 30's. He wore a faded black leather jacket over a red jumper and dark jeans.

She, on the other hand, looked as if she'd just left school. She had shoulder length blonde hair and, like the Doctor, was wearing jeans, only they were paired with a hoodie and trainers. Standing there in my formal blue blouse and dark trousers, and boots with heels, I couldn't help but feel slightly overdressed.

"... and I think we're confusing them." The girl said, gesturing to where James and I stood.

James laughed. "Wasn't paying much attention, to be honest. Doubt Sam was either."

I shot him a sharp look. "I was too." I replied, knowing that I sounded like a whiny child.

The Doctor snorted. "Humans. Can't go 5 minutes without arguing." The girl rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, I'm Rose. And you are...?"

"Sam. And this is James."

"What year did you say it was, again?" Rose asked.

"2009. You mentioned something about the future?" I left the question open, not really expecting an answer. I was about to get one, though as she opened her mouth to reply, there was the sound of glass breaking from further up the road.

"What's up there?" The Doctor asked, turning to me.

"The high street." I said.

He stared at me. "The high street of where, exactly?"

"Canterbury, Kent, England."

He suddenly got excited, for some reason. "As in, Canterbury Cathedral? That Canterbury?"

I barely resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Yes, that one." I thought about adding that that statement had made him sound like a tourist, but didn't have to say it. James did it for me.

"You realise that made you sound all tourist-y, right?"

Rose laughed; the Doctor didn't. There were more crashes, and people began to scream. Their smiles faded, and they took off towards it.

James and I looked at each other, simultaneously deciding to follow them.

We ran as fast as we could after them, and even with our bags weighing us down, we were able to catch up to them as they turned onto the high street. They both stopped, and so did we. James just froze; I walked forward slowly as my mind attempted to register the scale of the destruction of this beautiful street.

There was glass and debris littering the ground, rubbish bins spilling their contents all over the pavement. Joining these were abandoned boutique bags, Jack Wills and Hollister alike, and there were people running towards us, presumably headed for one of the train stations.

James was first to voice his confusion. "What the hell..."

"Excuse me, miss!" I called out to a young woman who was about to rush past me. Her steps faltered and she stared at me, shock and horror the defining emotions on her tanned face.

"Miss, could you tell me what happened here?" I asked, my voice taking on a slightly sympathetic but business-like tone.

"Sh-Shop window... Dummies, moving, k-ki-... People disappearing." She spoke in short, broken sentences, each word punctuated by fear.

I nodded my thanks and moved away from her.

James had started moving again, so I headed towards where Rose and the Doctor were standing.

"Live shop window dummies?" I asked sceptically.

They looked at each other.

"You don't think it's the Nestene Consciousness and the Autons again, do you?" Rose asked him.

"No, we got rid of them all in London." There was an unspoken 'I think' on the end of that sentence.

James frowned. "This happened before?"

"Oh! Of course..." I turned to him. "Don't you remember? It was 2005, I think. Dad was coming home from work and he saw all these plastic mannequins coming alive..."

He frowned again, but it cleared away as he remembered, too.

"Oh, I remember now. I heard about it from Jo; she was on a school trip or something when it happened."

"'Jo'?" Rose asked.

"My older sister." James explained.

"'Jo' what? Not Joanna Watson, surely?"

"You know her?"

Rose shrugged. "Heard of her, more like. Artist or something, isn't she?"

James looked puzzled, and I noticed the Doctor frowning in Rose's direction.

"Well, not exactly. Will she be?"

Rose didn't answer him, and the Doctor changed the subject.

"So, any big round landmarks 'round here?"

James and I looked at each other.

"No. Only big landmark in Canterbury is the Cathedral, I'd say." He replied.

Rose turned to the Doctor. "It's worth a look." Then she turned to us. "I don't really know my way around Canterbury, so..."

I got what she was trying to say.

"Lead the way, James. Oh, don't look surprised, you've lived here longer than me."

He started to walk in the direction of the cathedral, and I followed him.

It took us about 5 minutes to reach the gate.

"What are we looking for?" I asked, craning my neck to see the dome of the cathedral.

"Something like a satellite dish. At least, that's what it was last time."

"What, like that?" I said, pointing up to the spire. Perched on top of it was a huge dish. I could see the edges of it, almost, but the rest was a bit blurry.

"Why is it all... blurred?" James asked from behind me.

"Perception filter. It's like something doesn't want anyone to notice it."

"D'you reckon it's pointing towards London?" Rose asked.

"Probably. Come on." The Doctor grabbed her hand and they ran off in the direction we'd come, heading down the high street and back towards that strange blue box.

There was the sound of more glass smashing behind us, and James chanced a look over his shoulder.

"They're following us." He stated, sounding slightly panicked.

"Everybody inside!" The Doctor called to us, holding the door of the box open, and we tailed Rose inside without even thinking about it.

This time, I froze. It was bigger on the inside. How is that even possible, fitting a room this size into a box that small? James and I stood shocked as the Doctor went up to the console, if that's what it was, and flicked a lever. The floor beneath us vibrated and that same engine sound we'd heard earlier started again.

"Um, Doctor?" Rose gestured to the pair of us. He looked up from where he was fiddling with the console and caught our expressions.

"Ah. Bigger on the inside."

"What is this?" I asked, regaining my voice.

"This is the TARDIS. T-A-R-D-I-S. Time And Relative Dimension In Space."

Rose grinned at us. "It's something, isn't it?"

"Yeah." James' voice was breathy.

"Wow." I added, in awe.

The sound stopped, the floor stopped vibrating and Rose pulled open the door.

James barely had time to exclaim "We've moved!" before Rose and the Doctor were off like a shot towards the bridge about half a mile away. We followed them, and as we were running I realised there was a river to our right. The London Eye was on the other side of that river. James was right, we had moved. We were in London, when minutes ago we'd been in Canterbury.

The pair of them reached a set of stairs leading to the river's edge. Rose started down them but the Doctor stopped and turned to us.

"You two, stay here. It's not safe down there."

"It's no safer up here!" I argued, taking a few steps towards him as he went to join Rose.

He shook his head but didn't say anything back as he walked away.

I had a feeling that I was going to regret what I did next, but my curiosity got the better of me and I followed him.

What awaited us there was one of the strangest sights I'd ever seen.

...so far.