Dr. John Watson opened the window facing Baker Street. It was 11:00 at night, and the only people on the streets were tourists, people getting home from a club or a pub, or getting home from a party. John couldn't sleep. There were too many visisons from the war. Too many things clouding his judgement and concentration. He sipped his tea when he heard a strange noise. He looked out the window to find that a 1950's police box had appeared on the streats of London! John didn't think about what he was doing, he woke up Sherlock, grabbed his coat and headed down staris to the box. When he reached the bottom, Two figures appeared at the doorway and knocked.
"Good heavens who would be up at this hour, let alone rap on the door?" Mrs. Hudson cried.
The locked door suddenly swung open to reveal a girl with brown hair and a tall, slim, odd, figure that Watson was so perplexed by he stumbled back almost tripping on the stairs.
The strange man and woman loomed over him.
"Do you think he's ok, Doctor? He looks knocked out. You set the sonic on a really high setting." The woman said.
"No Clara he's not knocked out, he's listening in, but petrified in shock." The man named the Doctor exclaimed.
"What on Earth was that Sherlock." Mrs. Hudson cried.
John could see the figure of Sherlock at the stair's landing. His shadow was so menacing .
"Who are you?
"The Doctor" The man replied with a certain joy and cheeriness that was not appropriate for the moment.
"And I'm Clara." The girl replied flatly.
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