The Eleventh Hour

Prologue

The Tardis was crashing. A flaming blue blur as it fell, tumbling and twisting through the skies. Oddly enough a figure was discernible, hanging on by the strength of his hands alone. The man tried to pull himself up and almost suceeded but the wild jolts from within the depths of the Tardis proved whatever handhold he could gain too precarious and he'd slide back to his former position between the Tardis's wide open doors able to only stare into the bigger on the inside, and now burning, interior of the Tardis. As the Tardis gave another of these bone shuddering jolts, the man looked back over his shoulder at the city of London below, laid out like a sea of tiny lights. Unfortunately for the man, the tiny lights were growing in size at an alarming rate. He could now discern individual buildings and the looming figure of Big Ben up ahead- directly in the crash course of the Tardis. Groaning with effort the man was just barely able to heave himself up to a position where he was on his elbows but 90% of him was sill hanging out of the Tardis's door frame. With great effort he was able to reach his singed coats inner pocket and with a cry of triumph, pulled out a strange device. It was a thin metal tube, about six or seven inches long, with a blue light at one end that wasn't lit at the moment. Grimacing the man pointed th device at the center console of the machine inside and with a strange whirring noise and flash of blue light from the screwdriver, and a long wheezing groan from the machine, the Tardis rose a few feet more. And just in time too, for at that moment the Tardis spiraled over Big Ben, and the man narrowly missed being impaled on the towers tallest spire. The man grinned, but his reprieve was short lived. Somewhere deep inside of it the Tardis's  engines gave a last and final groan, and the blue police box plummeted earthward in smoke and flames, turning on its side so that the man was unceremoniously flung into the Tardis's depths as the Tardis crashed in a thunderous explosion of dirt, rock, and splintered timbers.