You were born with the ability yo know what is buried beneath your feet. You have worked for years alongside archaeologists, finding lost cities and ancient treasures. However, today is the first time you have ever said, "We should not dig here.
"I'm The Doctor, bitch." You say as you lean the chair back, throw your feet up on the table, and your hands behind your head. "No you're not, you're not even a companion. We've contacted him." You nearly fall to the floor out of shock.
There's an urban legend that's been circulating for years about a taxi cab that doesn't take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into this cab. More<<<< the taxi cab of requirement
Writing prompt: After hitting your head you've seem most people as these horrifying and ugly beings as if they had suddenly lost their masks. The crazy town-hobo notices you gawking one day and asks: "Wait, you can see them too?