"It's bigger on the inside?" Jeff whispered, his breath catching in his throat. He wasn't sure where tolook first. The center drew his eyes though – it was glowing a sort of aquamarine and humming as if itwere alive. And the panel around it had knobs and buttons of every sort. He moved toward it, curiositydrawing him forward."So everyone says," the man replied, leaning back against the wall and smirking slightly.Jeff looked back at him, and scowled. "Who's everyone?" The man gave him a curious look."Everyone who follows me, I suppose.""Multiple people follow you?" he asked, glancing around as if expecting to see someone suddenly popout and introduce himself. The man chuckled at his reaction."They're not here. They've all gone on to… other things." He said, almost wistfully. The man's eyeswere hazy for a moment as if remembering something, but he shook his head. "But, yes, multiple
people have followed me.""Well,
?" Going up the steps, his eyes flickered up to the knobs. He wondered what all of them did."Why did you follow me?" Jeff opened his mouth, trying to think of a good answer, and closed it again.
Why had he followed him? Hell, he didn't even know his name. When he had asked for it, the man hadsimply replied with The Doctor. And yet here he was, in his – whatever exactly this was – spaceship?Time machine?"The thrill of the adventure…" he replied, though he bit his lip. That wasn't all. There was the mysterysurrounding it all, the uncertainty, the idea that he could have something more – a peak what othersonly would dream of. All of it sounded fantastic. It wasn't that he didn't love the Warblers. Blaine,Wes, Thad – they were all good friends, but he wasn't that close to anyone. He didn't have the sort of friendship the others seemed to have. On top of that, he had always been afraid he'd never get out of here – middle-of-nowhere, Ohio.And then there it was. He had been walking by himself down the street, shivering somewhat. It hadbeen colder at night than he had expected, and his hands were shoved in his pockets in a desperateattempt to keep them warm. There had been a strange wooshing sound, and the box had just…appeared. For a moment he debated running away.But there was nothing tying him here, and whatever had landed in front of him, he wasn't even sure
whether he was meant to see it. He wasn't sure whether anyone was meant to see it. This sort of thing only happened in books. Things didn't just materialize out of thin air.Before he had time to decide, the doors had swung wide open. Admittedly, he had jumped back,afraid for a moment. A man with unruly, mid-length brown hair and a strange sort of smile appeared
at the doorway, and for a moment his head looked wildly around before settling on him. Jeff knew heshould've been scared, yet he hadn't been. Instead he had been drawn in, walking towards the manhe later uncovered to be the Doctor.Jeff wasn't quite sure how he had ended up here exactly. But somehow he had followed him in, hours
later as the sun had just started to rise again. His hand went up to his hair and he circled around themain controls. There were footsteps, and his eyes snapped back yet again to the Doctor. He was fixinghis blue bow tie as he walked up, though his eyes never left Jeff.