A Scene From The Tardis
The TARDIS lay in tatters. The Doctor out of breath. It was unrecognisable. His home had been completely destroyed. He held onto the console - the only thing left standing - for balance. He sighed deeply as if he was fed up of life. He took another look around the console room. It was dark and depressing. He struggled to keep it in sight, as though he didn't want to see the destruction resulting from the earlier chaos.
"Looks like I may need to redecorate," the Doctor joked.
Suddenly, a bright light came from behind him which startled the Doctor. He turned around slowly; his face met an overpowering glow, from which he shielded his eyes. The light soon died down and the Doctor was greeted by an ghostly white figure. He recognised the mysterious figure.
"The White Guardian..." the Doctor affirmed.
"Yes, Doctor. I come to you with the answer to your question," the Guardian explained.
"Oh, really. And what question would that be?" the Doctor asked, a little sarcastically.
"Who is trying to kill me?"
"Looks like I may need to redecorate," the Doctor joked.
Suddenly, a bright light came from behind him which startled the Doctor. He turned around slowly; his face met an overpowering glow, from which he shielded his eyes. The light soon died down and the Doctor was greeted by an ghostly white figure. He recognised the mysterious figure.
"The White Guardian..." the Doctor affirmed.
"Yes, Doctor. I come to you with the answer to your question," the Guardian explained.
"Oh, really. And what question would that be?" the Doctor asked, a little sarcastically.
"Who is trying to kill me?"
