May 23, 2013
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It was one of the warmer nights in London, the kind where Rose Tyler had to carry her suit jacket in lieu of wearing it. She had a late night at the Torchwood headquarters, as she often did, and was walking back to the flat she was currently sharing with John, the name the Metacrisis clone had given himself instead of Doctor. Strangely enough, she felt a chill echo down her her back and she froze. There was no reason to feel a chill. Unless...
She could hear footsteps behind her. Someone was following her.
"Who's there?" She announced, pulling a small gun out of her purse and whirling around, "I'm armed..." Sure, it was a small stun gun, but it looked scary... Hopefully.
