Wake up...... Wake up........ How do I wake up?
I'm stuck. In my head. I've figured it out and I realized that this is all in my head. Where I am isn't real. This isn't real. That is't real. Nothing is real. Well, not in your head at least. The paper wasn't asking me to wake up, it was telling me to. I NEED TO WAKE UP. Well trust me, I would if I could..... The room I was in disappeared. Everything did. Now I'm stuck in my mind, roaming and looking for a way to wake up. Now I'm not scared. I'm utterly horrified. I'm in my mind and don't know how to wake up.... Now for once in my life I need help. How do I do that? I don't know..... Do I? Whatever. Right now there's one major priority. And that is for me to wake up. But that's the thing! What was the paper doing here? How did it know to tell me what to do? What was it gonna say? I don't know!! Very quickly everything got flooded with a bright light, almost blinding.
It finally happened.......
I was finally awake.
I look around and try to regain my senses, wanting to know where I am. It seems like a hospital... Curtains to my left and right, bright lights over head and small beeping noises coming form behind me. I slowly sit up, flinching in pain as I picked my arm up. It was broken and my wrist had been put into a cast. I sigh and sit up fully before looking around again. No blood. My clothes were free of any blood at all.... But how? How is any of this happening?! How am I still alive!? What all just happened inside my head?! What happ-
My heart rate quickly sped up as I thought and practically screamed in my mind. I dig trough my pocket until I pull out a paper. The paper that told me to wake up. I quickly look for a pen and success! I found one. I grab a clip board that was on the bedside table and slam the paper down on it, completely ignoring the pain from my hand. I start scribbling down words onto it "Doctor? Doctor are you there? I need you. I'm in..... I think I'm in a hospital... My wrist is broken.... But I woke up.... I woke up..... Where are you? Oh please, Doctor, do come help me?"
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FanfictionThis story starts off with a man, a girl, and a big blue, ancient yet new, police box. Not just any police box. I don't even think you could call it that. Why? Cause it's bigger on the inside and smaller on the outside. The Doctor calls it the TARDI...