I'm getting very excited about this story, so I decided to write the next chapter earlier then I thought I would.

Hope you like it!

PP

The stairs led down and down and down some more. Samantha was beginning to wonder if they were ever going to end when all of the sudden they did. The darkness was so complete that she only knew they stopped because she ran in to the Doctor, who had also stopped. She could see nothing, not even the man standing in front of her. She could tell he was there because she could feel his hand in hers; the entire time they had walked down the stairs he had not once let go. Under normal circumstances she would have greatly protested to this, but these were in no way normal circumstances. In the dark, heading who knows where, she appreciated the knowledge that she was not alone. Even if the person she was with was a crazy homeless man, although she was beginning to doubt the crazy bit, because, well, everything was crazy at the moment.

"Where are we?" she asked keeping her voice low but it still echoed hollowly against the unseen walls.

"Hold on," he whispered back. He pulled his hand out of hers and she released an unintentional squeak. But then she could hear him fiddling with his sonic screwdriver and she calmed down just a bit. A light came on and the Doctor was silhouetted by it. He moved the flashlight around to shine on her and she could see that it was his sonic screwdriver, that thing was most defiantly very handy.

"Conventional torch setting one," He informed her, as if she could understand what he meant. "Now let's have a look around." The last sentence was said with just a little too much enthusiasm that Samantha began to believe that he was enjoying himself immensely.

A tunnel stretched out before them, the light could not reach to the end but Samantha could tell that it was very long. Well the Doctor was looking ahead Samantha glanced back at the stairs and by the dim light she could tell that there were no stairs there anymore.

"Hum, Doctor," She said her voice sounding a little bit more scared then she thought it would, "you might want to see this."

He turned shinning his flashlight toward where Samantha was looking. He illuminated a tunnel that looked exactly like the one that was behind him.

"Well that's interesting," He stated, "Where did it go? It can't have just disappeared." He moved the light from his flashlight over the walls and the celling but they revealed nothing, just plain concrete.

"Maybe coming down those stairs wasn't such a good idea," Samantha reflected.

"You know I think your right," the Doctor said running his free hand through is already messed up hair. "There's nothing but to choose a path, which way would you like to go, right or left?"

If they had not been in this predicament Samantha would have laughed at his use of that line from one of her favorite movies. But she simply replied "Well, since we're pointed this way, I guess we'll go forward."

"Then away we go," He said and grabbing a hold of her hand once more he started off.

They did not have to walk far before a very dead end appeared. They were going and then all of a sudden there was nowhere to go, they hadn't seen the wall until they hit it, quite literally. Samantha began to rub her shoulder that had come in contact with the wall when the Doctor handed her his sonic screwdriver.

"Here hold this," He said and started to dig through his various pockets of his coat, jacket and pants. He began to mutter to himself, "I know there here, I just put them here."

Samantha pointing the flashlight back the way they had come when she noticed something that had not been there before, on the wall not far from where they stood there seemed to be writing on the wall. This was beginning to get to her, things were there and then they weren't and then other things kept appearing like stairs and walls. This was not the way the world was supposed to work, nothing like this ever happened for real. It's happening now, she told herself.

"Doctor?" she said.

But before she could say more the Doctor let out a great big triumphant "Aha!" She turned back to him and he looked at her with a great big childish grin on his face, and a pair of aviator sunglasses on.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses?" She asked the writing on the wall momentarily forgotten at the weirdness of her companion.

"These are not sunglasses, although they will work like them if you're in the sun. These are heat sensitive tracking glasses, able to track anything with a heat signature up to twelve hours after it was there. And I know the name may seem to be not at all cool enough for the actual device but that is because that is not the actual name; I just said it so you could understand." This rant was said so fast that Samantha only got that they could track thing.

"Ok…So why are you wearing them?" Samantha asked again.

"Because with all the changes in the surroundings we could get lost but these will tell us were we've already been. See." The Doctor said and then taking of the glasses stuck them on Samantha's face.

Everything looked exactly as it had before, nothing was different. But then as she looked around she could see that tunnel they had come from was lit up with two trails of orange light. "wow" the exclamation escaped from Samantha has she watched the Orange light that swirled around but still stayed in the same path trailing off down the tunnel.

She would have stood there and looked at the beautiful light forever if the Doctor had not taken them off her face. "Come on then," He said taking her free hand in is his own as he went off down the tunnel the way they had come.