You are walking down the street, whistling merrily. Suddenly, a grinding grating noise echoes and a blue box materializes in front of you. Smoke billows from the blue painted wood. You gasp with surprise, as the doors of the Police Public Call Box swing open, and you see lights on the inside. A man steps out, and looks at you, his face scrunched up in a mask of pain. His hair was dark brown, and clinging to his face, because of perspiration. His blue pinstriped suit was ripped and burnt. He looked into your eyes, and panted heavily. "Hello...." He wheezed.
You....
The man looks up at you, and says, "Oh... My spaceship just crashed.... Nothing much!" He stumbles slightly, leaning heavily on the blue box next to him. You...
The man jumps and shakes his head, "Because I'm an alien and No, no doctor. Bad idea!" He explains that he is an alien and his spaceship was a time machine as well.
You are walking down the street, whistling merrily. Suddenly, a grinding grating noise echoes and a blue box materializes in front of you. Smoke billows from the blue painted wood. You gasp with surprise, as the doors of the Police Public Call Box swing open, and you see lights on the inside. A man steps out, and looks at you, his face scrunched up in a mask of pain. His hair was dark brown, and clinging to his face, because of perspiration. His blue pinstriped suit was ripped and burnt. He looked into your eyes, and panted heavily. "Hello...." He wheezed. You....