@thirtnth​​ gets a greeter starter from… Sam Tyler? a fobwatched!Master
Drawn in by the noise, DI Sam Tyler wandered the backstreets of 70s Manchester, eager to uncover the source of his personal siren song. He’s heard it before; the uncanny vwoorp vwoorp. In his dreams. Albeit just as familiar as his drums, this wasn’t a curse. It was hope. A promise.
He turned a corner, a gush of wind sweeping crumpled paper across the damp pavement, and found a blue police box. Outdated. Out of place. In disbelief the policeman stepped in closer, lay one hand against the wood to make sure he wasn’t still dreaming. Â
An eternity passed in which he stood and stared in utter confusion, only when the door was pulled open, Sam woke from his stupor and jumped back. “Woah. Sorry. Didn’t realise someone was in there.”