"So Samantha Forbes. Tell me where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time. It's your choice. What's it going to be?" The Doctor asked. "Forwards," I said. The Doctor flicked a few switches, "How far?" He asked. "Um, 100 years," I said.
The TARDIS started moving and then stepped, "There you go. Step outside those doors, it's the 22nd century," The Doctor said. "You're kidding," I said. "That's a bit boring, though. Do you want to go further?" He asked. I shrugged, "Fine by me."
He started the TARDIS again, "100,000 years in the future. Step outside, it's the year 12005, the new Roman Empire," He said.
"You think you're so impressive," I said with a smirk. "I am so impressive," The Doctor said, pouting. "You wish," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Right then, you asked for it," He said, smiling. "I know exactly where to go."
I smiled as he started the TARDIS yet again and then it stopped. "Where are we?" I asked. The Doctor motioned towards the door. I looked at the door and turned back to him with a smile, "What? What's out there?"
He continued to point at the door and I gave it with a smile before walking towards the door and opened it. I looked around, we were in a room that had a big window to look outside. I walked down the little bit of steps that we had and looked out the window. Outside was Earth.
I felt The Doctor beside me, "You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids. But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future." I watched as outside the sun explode. "This is the day the Sun expands. Welcome to the end of the world," The Doctor said and I looked at him in surprise.
Shuttles five and six now docking. Guests are reminded that Platform One forbids the use of weapons, teleportation and religion. Earth Death is scheduled for fifteen thirty nine
We walked along a hallway as we heard a female voice. I turned to The Doctor, "When it says guests, does that mean people?" I asked. "Depends what you mean by people," He said. "I mean people. What do you mean?" I asked. "Aliens," He said. "What are they doing on board this spaceship?" I asked.
"It's not really a spaceship, more like an observation deck," He replied. "What for?" I asked. "Well, the great and the good are gathering to watch the planet burn," He replied as he was scanning something with his Sonic Screwdriver.
"Why?" I asked. "Fun," He replied before the doors opened to another room that was larger then the room that we were and we walked in.
"But . . . How can watching a living planet blow up be fun? They really built this just to watch the Earth blow up? Wouldn't this place blow up as well?" I asked. "Look over there. Gravity satellites holding back the sun," The Doctor explained.
"How long is this going to go on for?" I asked. "About half an hour and then the planet gets roasted," He said. "Is that why we're here?" I asked with a smile, "I mean, is that what you do? Jump in at the last minute and save the Earth?"
"I'm not saving it. Time's up," The Doctor said and my smile fell. "But what about the people?" I asked with a frown. "It's empty. They're all gone. No one left," He explained. "So it's just me," I said sadly.
"Who the hell are you?" A male voice asked. We turned around and saw an alien with blue skin. "Oh, that's nice, thanks," The Doctor said. "But how did you get in? This is a maximum hospitality zone. The guests have disembarked. They're on their way any second now," The blue alien said.
"We're guests. Look, we've got an invitation," The Doctor said as he held up a piece of paper. "The Doctor plus one. I'm the Doctor, this is Samantha Forbes Tyler. She's my plus one. Is that all right?"
"Well, obviously. Apologies, et cetera. If you're on board, we'd better start. Enjoy," The blue alien said and he walked away. "The paper's slightly psychic. It shows them whatever I want them to see. Saves a lot of time," The Doctor explained to me but all I could think about was - "He's blue," I said.
"Yeah," The Doctor said. The blue alien finished making an announcement and the guards got into place. All the guests started coming into place and it was like a weird dream to me. Each guest kept walking up to me and The Doctor giving gifts, while The Doctor kept giving the gift of breath from his lungs.
The last guest was apparently the most important guest, the last human but she looked like a trampoline. Her name was Cassandra O'Brian. I stared at her in shock, I didn't even think it was possible for a human to look that way. She had a lot of plastic surgery. "Truly, I am the last Human," Cassandra said. As Cassandra talk, I walked closer to her and walked around her. I shook my head, I just couldn't believe my eyes.
I looked around at all the aliens as a song was playing before walking out of the room. I walked into another room and headed to a window and watched as my home was practically being barbecued. I let out a breath before turning around and saw another blue alien. "Um, sorry. Am I allowed to be in here?" I asked.
"You have to give me permission to talk," The alien said, hesitating. "You have permission to talk to me," I said, giving her a small smile. "Thank you. And, no, you're not in the way. You're allowed anywhere," The alien said. "What's your name?" I asked with a smile. "Raffalo," The alien said. "Raffalo?" I repeated, hoping I said it right.
"Yes, miss. I won't be long, I've just got to carry out some maintenance. There's a tiny little glitch in the Face of Boe's suite. There must be something blocking the system. He's not getting any hot water," Raffalo said.
"So, you're a plumber?" I asked. "That's right, miss," She confirmed. "You still have plumbers," I said. "I hope so, else I'm out of a job," She said and I smiled.
"Where are you from?" I asked. "Crespallion," Raffalo replied. "Is it a planet?" I asked. "No. Crespallion's part of the Jaggit Brocade, affiliated to the Scarlet Junction, Convex fifty six," She explained. "And where are you from, miss? If you don't mind me asking."
"No, it's okay. I um, far away from home. I just sort of hitched a ride with this man. I didn't even think about it. I don't even know who he is. He's a complete stranger. Anyway, don't let me keep you. Good luck with it," I said.
"Thank you, miss. And thank you for the permission. Not many people are that considerate," Raffalo said. I smiled, "You're welcome. See you later," I said and walked away.
I went back where the big window was and the TARDIS was. I sat down on the stairs, tossing the metal bell that me and The Doctor got earlier and I sighed before putting it down. "Sam? Are you in there?" I hear The Doctor's voice. He walked in, "There you are." He sat down next to me, "What do you think, then?"
"Great. Once you get past the slightly psychic paper. They're just so alien. You look at 'em and they're . . . alien," I said and The Doctor smiled, "Good thing I didn't take you to the Deep South," He comment. "Can I ask you something?" I asked. "Of course," He said. "Where are you from?" I asked. "All over the place," He replied.
"They all speak English," I pointed out and The Doctor grinned. "No, you just hear English. It's a gift of the TARDIS. The telepathic field, gets inside your brain and translates," He explained.
"So, it's inside my brain?" I asked. "Well, in a good way," He assured. "Who are you, Doctor? What are you called? What sort of alien are you?" I asked. "I'm just the Doctor," He said. "From what planet?" I asked. "It's not as if you'll know where it is," He said.
"Where are you from?" I asked. "What does it matter?" He asked. "This is who I am, right here, right now, all right? All that counts is here and now, and this is me."
"Yeah, but I'm here too because you brought me here, so just tell me," I said. The Doctor got up and walked closer to the window with his arms crossed across his chest.
Earth Death in twenty minutes. Earth Death in twenty minutes
I let out a small sigh before getting up and then I walked up to The Doctor. "I'm sorry," I muttered. "It's just . . . It's just strange to be here." He looked at me and I pulled out my phone. I checked for a signal and I signed softly when I didn't find one. "There's no signal. We're out of range. Just a bit. Can't call my Aunt or Uncle or my cousin, Rose."
The Doctor looked at me in confusion, "Why them?" He asked as I looked back at him. "Because I have only them," I replied. "My parents died when I was a baby. So they are the only family I have left."
He grabbed my phone, "Tell you what. Just a bit of jiggery pokery," He said. "Is that a technical term. Jiggery pokery?" I asked with a small smile. "Yeah, I came first in jiggery pokery. What about you?" He asked. "No," I replied, shaking my head.
He adjusted my phone and then give it back to me. "There you go," He said. I frowned at him before turning my phone on and saw the contact labeled 'Rose'. I quickly dialed the number.
After a few rings the phone was picked up. "Hello?" Rose said. "Rose?" I breathed out. "Hi Sammy, what's wrong?" She asked. "Nothing. Are you, Uncle Pete and Aunt Jackie all right?" I asked. "Yeah. Why?" She asked.
"No reason. Hey um, what day is it?" I asked. "Wednesday, all day," She said. "I was just calling because I might be late home. Tell your Mom and Dad," I said. "Sammy, are you okay? Is something wrong?" She asked in concern. I smiled, "I'm fine. Top of the world," I joked, letting out a small chuckle.
"Okay. I need to go back to work, so see you later," Rose said. "Okay, love you," I said. "Love you too," She said and hang up.
"If you think that's amazing, you want to see the bill," The Doctor said as I stared at my phone screen. "That was five billion years ago. So, she's dead now. Five billion years later, Rose's dead," I said sadly.
"Well . . ." He trailed off. Suddenly, the ship shook for a moment before it stopped. "Was that supposed to happen?" I asked. "No," He replied with a frown. "It wasn't."
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