"I...don't remember. I think I hit my head too hard on the wall.." He rubbed his head.

"Err...ok. Where did you say I am again?"

"The Skeld...I've heard of it, I think. Established in...about the early 24th century if I remember my limited memory right." He thinks, trying to remember who he was.

(SORRY FOR THE SUPER LATE RESPONSE! I was a little sleepy) "Well, alright then. I'll be glad to help..."

"You're calling me stupid dispite the fact you are a human with limited knowledge while I am a time traveller with more knowledge then anyone should know?" Smirk.

"You think I'm crazy? I can show you evidence."

"Watch." The Doctor took out a thing from his pocket...a key of sorts. He held it up in the air, and in seconds...the blue box reappeared. Fading into vision while making a noise. 'VWORP! VWORP! VWORP!'

"Wait until you step inside."

"Well then, I suppose I'll just...head off then." He then opened the door to his police box, revealing some type of large console room inside. "May you live on and prosper." He then stepped in and closed the door behind him.

"Oh, so you want to come now?" He smirked, and adjusted the console of the TARDIS. "Good thing the doors didn't shut properly."

"Bigger on the inside then it is on the outside?"

"Hm, rude." He then flicked a lever and pressed a button. "Hold on.." Just then, the rotor of the console went up and down as the sound was heard again.

Imagine if I regenerated into John Hurt, that would both be funny and cool at the same time! ... ...why are you looking at me like that?

That son of a bit-

"Oh, I was just passing by. That's all!"

"I'm the Doctor." Smirk.

Sometimes, I feel myself die in other universes. I don't know how, but I can feel it. In one i crash and burn, in another i get stabbed in the back, another one uses the Moment. It's regeneration at it's finest. But it begs the question... ..when will the time come for me?

"I have not the faintest idea what you are talking about, I'm perfectly fine. Yes. Fine."