The Raggedy Man (Doctor Who Fanfiction)

The Madman's Box

The Doctor had left from the table, returning just a few minutes later. Without looking up from the book in his hand he asked, "So have you noticed yet?"

"Noticed? Noticed what exactly?"

"I didn't think so. Okay. Chloe would you stand up please?" The only thing that kept me doing what he asked was pure curiosity.

"Yes, good. Now try to walk over to that desk, but walk slow." Feeling a bit nervous, I did as he asked. Halfway over to the desk I bumped into something, and sort of just stood there confused. The funny thing is, there was nothing there. It was as if there were an invisible wall preventing me from going any further.

I started moving my hands across the surface of the 'invisible wall' searching for a way around it. I soon discovered that the 'invisible wall' made a circle around me, trapping me inside. I looked back over at the man, still sitting in the same position watching me try to understand what was happening.

"This isn't the library, Chloe"

"What is it then? And why can't I get out?" I was starting to get frustrated with this man and my situation, angry that nothing made sense and angry that I was trapped there.

"It's a TARDIS"

"No, Doctor, it's a library." I announced becoming more annoyed. "What the hell is a TARDIS?"

"Here just let me turn off the perception filters" He started to push a bunch of buttons that were completely invisible to me until slowly the more buttons he pushed, the less of the library I could see. It was fading away into something else; something completely impossible.

A second ago I was in the library, now I was in what seemed like a control room. There was a huge cylinder in the middle of the room made of glass -I think- with some sort of funky stick thing inside of it that was moving up and down. A control panel wrapped around the outside of the glass cylinder with so many buttons and levers it would take a lifetime to count them all. I turned to see if the man was still there in the room with me. Instead of sitting at a library table, he was now sitting in a cushioned chair just a few feet away from the control panel.

"So do you like her?"

"Her?"

"My TARDIS."

"What is it?"

"Time And Relative Dimension In Space"

"And what does that mean?"

"It means you can go wherever you want whenever you want. It's just your average everyday time traveling spaceship. Well, not so 'average' or 'everyday' for you I suppose."

"Fine just one more question. How the hell did you get me from the library into 'your TARDIS' without me noticing I had gone?"

"Earlier when I left, I went to get my TARDIS and I had her materialize around you. I had the perception filter turned on so it still felt like you were in the library and never moved. The reason you walked into an 'invisible wall' before is because the perception filters disabled you from being able to see the walls of the TARDIS so to you it just seemed like you were being blocked by thin air. The last thing is, we actually are still in the library. The entire TARDIS is in the library with us inside." He stood up and walked to the control panel, pressed a few buttons and pulled a couple levers. I heard a strange swooshing sound come from the TARDIS engine. "And now we are in the parking lot."

"How did I not here that engine noise before when you captured me in your TARDIS thingy?"

"It only does that when I leave the brakes on. Here let me show you the whole TARDIS from outside." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the two doors on the side of the room. The sun shined on my face and I walked outside. When I turned around to see the machines exterior the first thing I started to do was laugh. There in front of me stood a blue police box no bigger than any other I had ever seen. I scrambled to make my way around this blue box to see how the Doctor man had fit that entire machine and control room inside it. It didn't make any sense. It was almost as if-

"It's smaller on the outside!"

"Only Clara can say that"

"Clara?" He looked down at the warm pavement beneath our feet and I could see in his eyes that he didn't want to talk about this 'Clara' girl, so I quickly changed the subject.

"How did you get all that in this little blue box? It's like your some sort of alien with a spaceship! This is horrifying"

"Sort of an alien with a spaceship, but I prefer the term 'madman with a box'."

"Well you most certainly are a madman with a box."