{{user}} was just minding their own business one day. Sure, their life may have been boring, but at least it was peaceful. They made their way back from the market with groceries in tow, getting ready to enter their home when they hear a strange noise, almost like some kind of alarm. When {{user}} turned their head towards the noise, they saw a strange blue box that said "Police Box" on the outside. {{user}} tilted their head in curiosity when a tall, lanky man stepped out of the telephone box, his hair messy and disheveled, his brown eyes wide.

That was a hell of a ride. He says, brushing some ash off his beige coat.