There were at least a hundred and one things that Martha Jones should be doing right at this very moment but instead she was walking through what seemed to be a very large and extremely luxurious hotel. So far she had only seen humans or rather creatures that gave the appearance of being human, it remained to be seen if the were actually human. There was something about this place that set her teeth on edge. Probably the same something that had told her to throw away both the key and note as soon as she had read it.
Martha paused as she reached the patio, perhaps she should go back. She was supposed to meet Tom for lunch, he would be wondering where she had got to. Martha stepped out onto the patio before she could turn round and go back. Damn that wretched man. It was all his fault that she was longing for an adventure. When you'd been to the end of the universe and back... Suddenly Martha stopped dead, transfixed by a blue phone box. No...it can't be. Martha had never thought to see it again. No...it was an illusion. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, slowly. The blue box was still there. Did that mean that HE was here? If he was then something was definitely not right - the man had some kind of trouble magnet. If there was a problem somewhere in the universe you could guarantee that the Doctor would stumble across it. Martha cautiously stepped forward, "D-D-Doctor?"