Today was going swell. First, you had slept through your alarm. Then, you burnt your toast in the table-top oven. Then, you missed the bus and ended up late for work! All of that to say, today had been rather shit. And it wasn't even 9am!

As you speed-walked down the street, believing it was better to be late than not show up at all, your day got worse. One second, you were on Oxford Street, and the next you were... well, you weren't exactly sure.

You looked around the strange interior, coral-like pillars spread around the circular room. Bronze walls with strange little hexagonal plates on the walls. In the middle of the room was something that looked like a control panel, in the centre was a long tube that had a mechanism of sorts moving up and down, wheezing as it went. A greenish-blueish hue emanated from the console, not to mention the room was freezing. A quiet hum spread throughout the room, akin to soft breathing. It felt alive.

"What the hell..." You muttered under your breath, looking all around you. That's when you saw a head pop up behind the long wheezing tube in the centre of the control panel. It was a tall skinny man, with hair that put the 80's to shame. Well, almost. He wore a brown pinstriped suit and a long billowing trench coat, and... converse

"What...?" The strange man had exclaimed. "What?" You asked, more of a question rather than an exclamation. "What?" The man said louder. "What!" You yelled, feeling very confused. Suddenly, the whole room shook, and the both of you scrambled to hold onto the console.

"Guess it's time for introductions---" He twisted some knobs and pulled some levers. "I'm the Doctor, and you're not supposed to be here!"