The Doctor grinned again. "Let's get to it, then."

I couldn't help but smile. This was it! Finally, something to do with my life! That is, until I was hit with the stupidest question in the world. "Um... Do what?"

He didn't skip a beat. "Look around! There is nothing here- that is, except for the tower! Is it not obvious?"

"Yeah, but the tower goes up. Don't we want to go down?"

"Perhaps if there was a tower going down into the earth, we would use that, but-" He did a little twirl. "I'm not seeing one!"

I sighed. "Alright, I see your point."

We began to walk towards the tower. After a few steps, the Doctor turned to me with a face that was absolutely impossible to read- it was a mix of  mischievousness and foolishness. "I don't believe I ever got your name."

I laughed. "Savannah."

"You really should learn to properly introduce yourself, you know." He winked, so I knew he was joking.

"Says the man who scared me half to death, cooking bacon in my house!"

"I never said I was one for introductions either."

By this time, we had reached the tower. It was nice to get a closer look at it. It was tall, as all towers should be- scary tall, though. It was built of a material I couldn't name, almost like white stone. I few ropes of ivy went up the side of it, curling around the circular base. I couldn't see the top of the tower- I wasn't sure that it ever ended. It disappeared into the green sky. The door was a dark wood, with an iron handle and a lock that looked like it was going to be a whole lot of trouble.

The Doctor glanced at me, then back to the tower. "Did you notice...?"

"Notice what?"

"The ivy..." He touched one of the leaves. "Plant life... But that's impossible. There's nothing around, no sun or water to help it grow."

I looked at the ground in time to see a blond boy fade into smoke. "Maybe it's got something to do with them."

"Also impossible. If they had a way to get plants to the surface, they would have a way to get themselves to the surface- don't you think?"

He had a point- as usual. I turned my attention to the door. "So, how are we getting in?"

I watched as he tried the handle. No luck. I was beginning to think that we were stuck when the Doctor started fumbling around in his jacket. "What are you up to?" I asked.

He pulled out what could only be the world-famous sonic screwdriver. I couldn't believe how oblivious I was. Of course! I was finally going to see a real-life sonic-ing!

He waved about the metal instrument, and the tip lit up with a green glow. The noise was strange- quite a bit sharper than what it sounded like on the show. The Doctor pointed the green light at the doorknob, and with a loud, clanking pop, it was over.

"And that, my dear, is how you break a lock."

This time when he tried, the door opened easily. Ignoring the "ladies first" rule, the Doctor took a step inside. I can't say that I was about to stop him, either.

"Incredible!" I heard him say.

By this point, it was just one step after another. I didn't want to meet my doom, I had to. Traveling through time in space, as I would learn soon enough, was a game of risks, not a game of choices.

I couldn't help but repeat the Doctor's comment when I saw what awaited me. Inside was an amazing sight. The circular room was much bigger than what I had expected, seeing that the outside of the tower looked small in length, as big as it was in height.

A huge staircase going up took most of the room. The floor was white marble, and it matched the walls. Both were carved with little marks. But the most amazing thing, the thing that pulled my eyes away from everything else, was the massive chandelier above us.

It wasn't just a crystal chandelier. Each crystal was carved into a bell, and each tiny bell worked, for every time I took a step, they would chime in a beautiful chorus. There weren't lights, yet the room was lit by only this light fixture. The bells were each lit in a way that is simply impossible to explain, glowing in a beautiful white light that was unreal on many different levels.

I'm not sure how he had peeled his eyes from this wondrous sight, but the Doctor was across the room, looking closely at the wall. "Savannah," he said, "Do come and see this."

Somehow, I managed to give him my attention and I crossed the room to join him. "Look at the wall," he said.

I saw nothing special. "So? They're justnames, carved into the marble."

"But why these names?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, maybe they're war heros or something."

He put his hands on my shoulders and shook me, quite roughly. "But there is nothing. How could there be war when there are no cities to attack, no armies to fight?"

I had no words.

He seemed to finally notice the bells on the chandelier. "How strange..." He released me from his grasp and walked under the lights. "Striks," he said, grinning once more, "this is a bell tower."

"How can you tell?"

"Bells." He held out his right hand. "Plus a tower." He held up his left hand. "Equal a bell tower." He smacked his hands together loudly, the sounds echoing around me.

I shrugged in agreement. "So what now?"

"Simple. We go up."