Everything goes silent as a spaceship comes from a sky- but everyone panics.
It’s a real spaceship.
Everyone’s hearts stop as we hope for a sign of peace. Until we hear the a shrill voice:
All hope seems lost, until a faint, familiar whirring whispers throughout the stadium. It grows louder, and louder, and a blue figure begins to fade into existence. Everyone in the stadium as wished for this moment, only being able to dream about it.
The door of the blue box cracks open, and a head pokes out with a microphone:
“Ello, I’m da Doktah.”