From Frankie

I'm writing this from a new character's point of view. She was never supposed to be a Doctor Who character but she sort of fell into mine and Kirby's roleplay. I'll do this from her point of view. Please, meet Frankie. As usual, this is based on a dream I had last night.

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Arriving in Cardiff was lovely, they was a nice breeze coming from the bay and the sun was out. I was instantly drawn to the Millennium centre and water tower. I walked around for a bit, for once the sun wasn't bothering me although I knew if I stayed out for much longer it would.

This place felt strange, there was so much activity beneath the surface. Something was strange about this place but as people went about their business it was as if they hadn't even noticed. Maybe I could pick it up because of my higher being status. I've been around long enough to know when something is weird.

The feeling of someone coming to walk beside me was a surprise, especially when I realised that I knew him. Captain Jack Harkness, we'd only met briefly before but he knew me and I knew him. I knew that he'd traveled with the Doctor and that he would understand the weird feeling I was getting about this place. He then became rather defensive. Telling me I was being silly. That meant that Torchwood must be around here and he didn't want me to see it.

I pretended not to have noticed the defensiveness and instead tried to find out how to get into this place. I walked towards the water, under a small bridge. There were two options here: left and right. Jack started going left so I went right. He told me I was going the wrong way and I knew I wasn't. I walked along the decking to a boarded up old tourist information office.

I could see that this was, or at least had been the entrance to Torchwood once but now there was no way of getting in. I turned to look at Jack and he'd gone.