Post by thascalos on Aug 11, 2005 8:37:23 GMT
The chimes of midnight rang from Big Ben out across the still night air, rumbles of thunder could be heard in the distance, the streets below were strangely silent.
A man was running through the eerie streets every so often he stumbled and fell, he was running for his life he kept turning around but could find no trace of anybody or anything that may be following him.
The Imperial War Museum was also very quiet, but if you listened hard enough you would have been able to hear a bleeping noise coming from it’s storage cellars. The running man was being tracked by a radar device, two men sat watching a green dot on the screen. One spoke to the other
“Human definitely human although how they managed to get out on to the streets I don’t know. Well they won’t last long if we don’t go and rescue them that’s for sure. Come on we’d better go and inform the er Chief that there is an escapee”.
The man frantically started to try and find a door that wasn’t locked but this was a futile task
“Somebody, anybody for god’s sake help me! You have to help me!” he cried out in a vain and exhausted attempted to save himself.
As he stumbled on and on he thought he heard a rumbling noise coming from far away and he was certain it wasn’t the thunder. The blood from the gash on his forehead was beginning to sting his eyes, a shadowy figure appeared from one of the doorways.
“Help me please you have to help me. I can’t please I can’t they will find me and I…………..” the man collapsed in a heap on the pavement.
When he came to his senses he found his gash had been cleaned and bandaged and he was laid on a bunk bed he sat up
“What is happening, where am I please you’re not going to send me back there are you, please I can’t go back there or I will surely die nooooooooooooooo please….” he panicked
A deep resonant voice said “You humans you’re all the same. What’s your name?”
The man blinked and tried to make out the features of the figure stood in the gloom.
“Sam, Sam Mears. Who are you what do you want with me?”
“Mr Mears you’re going to tell me all about the electronic device that we removed from the back of head. Small discreet but definitely some kind of implant. What’s it for, how did you manage to escape that was no mean feat in itself I can assure you!”
But, but………..” Mears stammered.
“Please Master go easy on him, I think he may have sustained a slight concussion and remember we have to start being silent at least until Big Ben strikes one o’clock”
The Master stroked his beard, sighed and nodded “Oh very well Tor, although those things will have a hard time finding us down here. Rest now Mr Mears we’ll talk properly in the morning. Stay with him Tor make sure he doesn’t suffer any adverse effects from his ordeal”.
The Master returned to his make shift quarters, he wasn’t in the mood to sleep so he began to examine the electronic device he had taken from Mears
“Hmm such elaborate wiring. I think I might be able to utilise some of this to assist with……..” his thoughts trailed off as he began to tinker with components and circuits.
Outside the storm had moved nearer and there was a loud crack of thunder and a bright flash of lightening, the air started to shimmer and distort a strange shape began to form and it kept growing and growing and growing………………….
A man was running through the eerie streets every so often he stumbled and fell, he was running for his life he kept turning around but could find no trace of anybody or anything that may be following him.
The Imperial War Museum was also very quiet, but if you listened hard enough you would have been able to hear a bleeping noise coming from it’s storage cellars. The running man was being tracked by a radar device, two men sat watching a green dot on the screen. One spoke to the other
“Human definitely human although how they managed to get out on to the streets I don’t know. Well they won’t last long if we don’t go and rescue them that’s for sure. Come on we’d better go and inform the er Chief that there is an escapee”.
The man frantically started to try and find a door that wasn’t locked but this was a futile task
“Somebody, anybody for god’s sake help me! You have to help me!” he cried out in a vain and exhausted attempted to save himself.
As he stumbled on and on he thought he heard a rumbling noise coming from far away and he was certain it wasn’t the thunder. The blood from the gash on his forehead was beginning to sting his eyes, a shadowy figure appeared from one of the doorways.
“Help me please you have to help me. I can’t please I can’t they will find me and I…………..” the man collapsed in a heap on the pavement.
When he came to his senses he found his gash had been cleaned and bandaged and he was laid on a bunk bed he sat up
“What is happening, where am I please you’re not going to send me back there are you, please I can’t go back there or I will surely die nooooooooooooooo please….” he panicked
A deep resonant voice said “You humans you’re all the same. What’s your name?”
The man blinked and tried to make out the features of the figure stood in the gloom.
“Sam, Sam Mears. Who are you what do you want with me?”
“Mr Mears you’re going to tell me all about the electronic device that we removed from the back of head. Small discreet but definitely some kind of implant. What’s it for, how did you manage to escape that was no mean feat in itself I can assure you!”
But, but………..” Mears stammered.
“Please Master go easy on him, I think he may have sustained a slight concussion and remember we have to start being silent at least until Big Ben strikes one o’clock”
The Master stroked his beard, sighed and nodded “Oh very well Tor, although those things will have a hard time finding us down here. Rest now Mr Mears we’ll talk properly in the morning. Stay with him Tor make sure he doesn’t suffer any adverse effects from his ordeal”.
The Master returned to his make shift quarters, he wasn’t in the mood to sleep so he began to examine the electronic device he had taken from Mears
“Hmm such elaborate wiring. I think I might be able to utilise some of this to assist with……..” his thoughts trailed off as he began to tinker with components and circuits.
Outside the storm had moved nearer and there was a loud crack of thunder and a bright flash of lightening, the air started to shimmer and distort a strange shape began to form and it kept growing and growing and growing………………….
