Escape from reality. (Open to anyone. Doctors needed.)

The day was bright with skies clear. Ned with his brief case was walking down the streets of Cardiff heading over to Torchwood. There are two feelings in his mind. Excitement because he gets to do more things involving The Doctor. Also fear since his co workers don't treat him very well they purposely make him feel like no one.

On his way down to Torchwood Ned was bumping into people saying "Sorry, excuse me, sorry about that". However that didn't help the fact that people were giving him dirty looks along with saying "Watch where you are walking clumsy nerd!" But because of the clumsy man Ned is he stumbles over a crack trying to regain balance but falls over onto the concrete his glasses going askew and his hair going wild.

It isn't long until someone comes by not seeing him or just not caring if he is on the ground trying to stand comes by and bumps their leg into his head causing his glasses to fall down from his face. Now not only is he on the ground being stepped on and kicked by others but now he can't see. "Could someone please help me" he says desperately crawling on the ground trying to find his glasses and stand up. Sadly no one seemed to care or even bother to stop walking and help the poor man out.

It truly was a bright clear day, Consort had just finished his morning read of the local paper and had decided to go for a walk. It was a packed day, alot of people were in the city centre and Consort was trying his best not to walk into people. His arms were like steel, strong but hidden under his smart jacket.

Just moving through the crowd, alot of people that bump into Consort rub their arm that hit his. Feeling nothing, he continues down the street until he notices a man on the floor of the street in dire need of help.

"I can help you, yes. This is the busiest of days to be laying, or crawling on the ground, dear boy." His helpful nature crawled into his personality, as well as his occupation of agreeing with people. Holding out his hand to help Ned up, Consort does not get budged or moved by people brushing past his shoulders. Having a sturdy stature, Consort almost makes a circle around his self and Ned as people brushing past him begin to complain then notice Ned being helped by Consort.

"Is everyone alright? I heard a cry for help." A man ran over to them to see if they were hurt, his chocolate brown eyes scanned them carefully before grinning at the two men as he saw that they were alright.

"Lovely!" He exclaimed as he ran a hand through his messy brown hair, putting his free hand in the pocket of his beige leather trenchcoat that he wore on top of his usual pinstripe suit. "Good to see that you're doing just fine! Molto Bene!" The strange man beamed at them as he shook both of their hands before getting ready to leave, the Time Lord was overjoyed that there were no serious issues and that someone else had volunteered to help the man before he got there, he loved seeing humans helping one another.

Night strolled down a cold street. It wasn't as cold as usual though. She saw a man that seemed weak and frail,being helped out by another. Night grunted, and walked on, She tripped, and fell on her knees. she winced, and look her knees. She was bleeding. Night stood up, and ignored her pain. She took out her diary. Night turned to the weak looking man to give him a second look, and walked away. She took out a sandwich, and took a bite. She put it back in her purse, and swallowed. As night walked down the street, her trench coat flew behind her. He black hair jumped up and down as she stepped harder and harder upon the icy ground.