It’d been a long day, just like many others had been. So, when you heard a the wheezing sound, you assumed you were hallucinating. As you did when your eyes widened and you watched an old police box from 60s-ish materialise from nothing right in front of you. But then an skinny-looking man stepped out of the blue box, looking rather exhausted with a couple of little cuts - as if he’d ran a mile and got in a fight in (what seemed to be) a 4 by 4 box. He made eye contact with you and his eyes blew wide. He ran a hand through his already tousled hair, his eyebrows furrowing with an almost awkward confusion. Typical! Just as he thought he got to retire in peace!

“Um…” He cleared his throat, “That was- that…” he glanced towards the box then back at you. “How long have you been standing there..?”