The Doctor sat quietly on the beach of Normandy. He relaxed back in a chair that sat comfortably underneath a red pinstriped umbrella. His black hair was gently tasseled in the wind, obscuring the view from his solid black sunglasses that he picked up in thirty years. Or maybe it was thirty years ago. He could never remember.
He watched as the waves of cool, foamy water splash against the beach and it's inhabitants. Polly and Ben were out there somewhere, but he had long lost track of where they had run off to. They're only kids he kept reminding himself. They've got better things to do than hang around an old fuddy duddy like me.
After a while, the Doctor got up and gave a long stretch. He had sat too long and began to dose off, so it was time to explore the beach. He had been here before, but it had been a fairly long time. He walked off into the direction of some fairly interesting looking rocks. They stretched up several meters high, and were sharpened from years of water erosion smashing up against them.
He circled the rocks, examining the nearly microscopic lifeforms that scuttled across the rocks. He laughed at the little snails struggling to climb the rocks, impressed by their effort to make it to the top. Doctor! Doctor! He looked up from where his name was being called. Ben and Polly were both in their swimming gear, waving at the Doctor as they emerged from the TARDIS. He smiled and shook his head, waving back.
He looked down to the rocks again. A large crack had appeared on the rock before him. The crack was pulsating with an energy alien to Earth. The Doctor stared at it in fascination and worry. He was stunned. As he leaned in closer to take a more careful examination, the void opened up wider, creating a vacuum, pulling the Doctor through to the other side. He closed his eyes tight....
The Doctor landed on a rather hard surface, but it seemed to be wiggling and alive. He still had his eyes closed when he heard vague echoes of someone talking. "....you....why is it you...." He managed to open his eyes, briefly blinded, starting to distinguish shapes out from the dark. A bright light seemed to be hovering above him. As his vision began to clear, the light was attached to an arm, which was attached to a body.
"Is that you, Ben? Polly?"