The Doctor

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John stopped dead and stared around in wonder.

"What the hell?" He exclaimed as he took everything in.

The police box.

The one that wasn't too big?

Well, when you walked inside...

It was much bigger.

He looked around the room the little box contained.

There was smoke spraying at random times from strange places - just little jets, mind you, not great big worrying ones.

John let his mouth hang open in shock as he saw the giant crystal-thing in the middle of the room, surrounded by dials and various beeping instruments.

"John?" Sherlock called from outside, somehow sounding bored and interested at the same time. "What is it? is it boring?"

John cleared his throat and called back without looking away from the strange room;

"No Sherlock. It is definitely not boring."

Sherlock pushed past John in impatience - trust John to be vague- then stopped as his eyes bugged open, which was rare. Surprise was not usually an emotion known to Sherlock Holmes, but nevertheless he was...surprised.

He quickly composed himself and hid his struggling emotions - surprise, confusion, and just a bit of awe.

A shadow detached from the corner of the room and walked towards them, startling John, who crashed into Sherlock.

The shadow stepped into the light and John saw that it was a man - pretty normal, except for the chin..

"Hello, boys," the strange man said. "I'm the doctor, and welcome to the Tardis."

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