After therapy I went directly back to my flat where I knew Alex, my flatmate, would be waiting. We always talked about my sessions and how it went. He didn't necessarily believe that I need help but I think that he worries about me, he'd never tell me that though. I got to my flat unlocked the door and walked in. I could hear water running so I assumed that he was taking a shower. I decided to watch some TV while waiting for him to get out. Alex and I had been friends since the first day we met. We decided to buy a flat together and split the expenses. I heard the water turn off and knew that he'd be out soon. I turned my attention back to the news that was on TV. News is probably the most boring thing anybody could ever watch but it's good if you have nothing else to do. Alex came out a minute later and sat down next to me.
"So how'd therapy go?" he asked as he tried to get his hair to stop sticking up.
"I don't think we made any progress. He still thinks I'm crazy and I still don't."
"I hate therapists. They just keep people there so that they can make more money." He kept trying to flatten his hair down but it obviously wasn't going to do anything while it was wet. "Your hair is dripping water onto the couch." I said, "You should've dried it off in there."
He ignored me and continued to mess with his hair.
He sighed in defeat "I give up." he declared. His short black hair was still sticking up in places, and dripping on the couch. I ignored the fact that the couch would be wet when he got up and continued to watch the news with him. Eventually I saw something behind the reporter that I almost didn't believe. "Look!" I shouted.
"What?" Alex asked, clearly surprised by my sudden outburst, "Where?"
"Look, right there behind that reporter."
He looked but I don't think he really understood what it was he was looking for. I got up and pointed at the screen."Look, right there. That's what I saw that day."
Alex got up to look closer at what I was pointing at. "That blue box right there?" he asked. "Yes!" I practically yelled at him, not an upset yell but a happy one, "Do you know what this means?" I asked smiling. He smiled back like it was finally clicking for him,"You're not crazy after all!"
We celebrated the fact that my sanity was still intact for a while until Alex got a phone call. We looked at the caller ID, it was Stacy. Stacy was Alex's ex-girlfriend, but she refused to care about the 'ex' part of that.
"You could just ignore it." I suggested as we both just stared at the phone.
"She'll just call back." he said. The phone rang a third time
"I could answer it." I suggested again
"No, I'll get it. You should go down to where that reporter was and see if the box is still there." he said. I reluctantly agreed to go without him and was walking out the door when he answered. I hated Stacy for breaking Alex's heart and now for ruining the moment that we discovered I wasn't insane. She had cheated on Alex four times before I finally managed to convince him to break up with her. Since then she had been calling practically every day telling him that it was all my fault for telling him to break up with her. She had been a little bit different lately though. I finally arrived at the park where the box was. It was still there. I walked up to it and walked around it. It was a small blue police call box it didn't look like anything special, but I knew that it was. Now if only I could prove that it was real so people didn't think I was insane. I came up to where the handle on the door was and pulled on it. It didn't open. I wished that I could go inside of it to see what was so important that it warranted a lock but I heard someone coming. I quickly snapped a picture with my phone and went behind some bushes. I could see somebody walk up to the box and look around a bit. I couldn't get a clear view because it was dark and I had branches from the bush in my face but I could tell that it was a man. He opened the door and walked inside after he seemed confident that nobody was around. I wondered how long it would take for him to get back out but I got a phone call from Alex before I could consider staying out to find out. The volume on my phone was up pretty high when it rang so I hoped that the man in the box hadn't heard it. I answered quickly. "Hey." I whispered while sneaking away from the box. "Why are you whispering?" he whispered back.
"I found the box."
"Cool." he responded in a normal voice, "Anyway, Stacy is over here and I kind-of need backup."
"Okay. I'll be there soon, I'm heading back now." I said in my normal voice now that I was clear from the box. I walked as fast as I could back home. Stacy had had a recent history of being violent. She all but physically attacked me when I passed her on the street yesterday. Eventually I got to my flat. I opened the door and walked in. Alex and Stacy were on the couch talking.
"Hey." I said
"Hello Lori. I'm glad you're here. I wanted to apologize to you for yesterday." she said. Something was definitely wrong here. I sat down on the couch next to her and listened to her talk to Alex. Just then there was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." I practically ran to the door. Stacy was planning something and I didn't want to be involved. I opened the door and saw a man in a brown trench coat who had brown hair. He looked familiar but I couldn't remember who he was.
"Hello. I'm John Smith. I'm an inspector. I got a call from downstairs of water leaking so I need to check all of your pipes." he held up a piece of paper,"Here's my ID."
I looked at the paper then back at him, "Do you think I'm stupid?" he looked kind of shocked at my response, "That paper is blank."
"Really?" he actually sounded surprised. Just then Stacy came up to the door.
"Who is it? Will you be done soon we have a lot to discus."
Something in John Smith's coat went 'ding'. He took it out and pointed it at Stacy. It continued to 'ding'.
"Ah-ha!" he said.
"What?" Stacy asked.
"What is that?" I added.
"That girl is a Zygon."
(In case any of you are wondering, the Doctor that Lori just met is the 10th doctor. So now that Lori's not crazy what do you think will happen? Vote and comment if you want another chapter. Allons-y!)
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The day that I first saw that madman, the madman with a box, I knew something was about to change. That was the day that the universe devised a plan for me and my life got set on a long line of events that would eventually bring me across his path...