Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Tylor Cornell shut his eyes for a second. Then he reopened them. Then he shut them again. He repeatedly did so with bewilderment. He stared at the screen, pacing backward and forwards, one of his hands covering his mouth. And then he gasped.

Reaching into his pocket, he grabbed his phone and dialed.

"This is Connor. Leave a message." the voice behind the phone said.

"Connor, this is important." Tylor began, leaning against the desk. "Something is wrong. The Pacific Plate. It's moving. Connor, it's moving South. And it's already moved 30 mm the last five days. Call me."

With that, he hung up, running his palm over his face. After grabbing his coat and pulling it on, he proceeded out of the lab and out of the building. But before reaching his car, in the corner of his eye, he noticed. He noticed it. What was that?

Tylor Cornell lumbered in its direction, breathing heavily.

"Hello, little guy." he said and when he touched it, a bright fire-like light occurred.

Tylor Cornell was dead.


"Here comes trouble."

The Doctor and Rose flew down the stairs and just around the corner from where the screaming was coming. An elderly woman stood there, paralyzed.

"What is it? What's wrong?" he asked the woman.

"Doctor." Rose's hands trembled. She felt a shiver go up and down her spine.

There lay a man on the cold floor of the hotel, dead. "Burned to death." the Doctor said. He inspected his surroundings carefully. "Where did it come from? Did you see how he died?" he now spoke to the woman.

The woman was unable to talk. "Hey," Rose placed herself in front of her. "My name is Rose Tyler. What is your name?"

"Marion." she swallowed hard. "Marion Beth."

"Marion Beth. This is the Doctor. Don't worry, we'll find what did this. But for that, we need your help first." Rose turned around to see the Doctor sonic the dead man. "Did you see who or what did this?"

"N-no." Marion replied. "Oh, I knew him. Oh, Frank." she placed her palm on her cross necklace, fighting back tears.

Shortly after, there was a crowd of people emerging, and the Doctor had instructed them to go back to their rooms and not to alert the police. This was a case for Torchwood.

"Feeling better?" Rose settled a cup of tea in front of Marion. She then sat beside her on the couch in their ensuite.

"Yes. Thank you."

"Tell me, Marion." the Doctor lumbered around. "You said you knew him. But he was one of the porters here, which makes you...what? A regular?"

"Yes. I always come here this time of the year." Marion explained. "After my husband died, God forgive him, I still kept the tradition of coming here each year, to Cardiff."

"So, you know this hotel very well, I presume?" he asked.

"Yes. Nice family, the owners of it."

"Has something like this ever happened before? Was there any fire? Any explosion? Or a gas leak?"

"No. Not from what I can remember."

The Doctor and Rose exchanged glances.

"Thank you, miss Beth." Rose smiled walking the woman to her room. "You've helped us a lot."

When Rose had returned back to her room, she found the Doctor pondering. He was inspecting his sonic screwdriver, and with the other hand rubbing his chin. He didn't look up. "I don't get it." he said.

"What's wrong?"

"I mean, everything." he finally raised his head. "There's no way he could've burned to death. Not just out of nowhere. And there's another thing. It happened fast. Very fast."

"You mean he burned instantly?"

"Yeah." he sighed. "I met an entity that could burn you a while ago. But it was years in the future and the victims would always end up ash. This one died from extremely high radiations. Very high. Yet there's no trace of it around the hotel. I've checked."

Rose's ITouch beeped. "Sorry. Must be the CCTV footage." she opened the file. The Doctor joined her into watching the screen. "There he is." she said.

Frank William was just patrolling the corridors. When he came around the corner where he died, he turned around. They saw him back away, waving his hands in front of him, but what had killed him was hidden around the wall. And then Frank just died. In just a second.

Rose reran the footage without asking, concentrating harder. Same thing.

"What could it be?" she asked. "I've never seen anything like it before."

"Me neither." the Doctor bit his lip. "Which makes it kind of exciting, don't you think." he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Doctor." she made a face. But then unable to contain herself, she grinned.


Rose and the Doctor were laying in their beds trying to sleep. Well, the Doctor did. She couldn't.

She kept thinking about what they had seen, unable to come to a conclusion. She tossed and turned around, adjusting her pillow every ten seconds. Rose sighed.

"No. No." she heard a murmur. ""

Rose rose from her bed, traversing to the Doctor's side. He was having a nightmare.

"Rose..." he said in his sleep. "I am sorry."

"Shhh. Shhh." she gently took his hand, placing a soft kiss on it.

"Sorry... Sorry.."

"Shhh. It's okay. It's okay, Doctor." she whispered. "It's okay."


The Doctor woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the curtains, cascading over his face. He reached to take off the covers but found himself unable to. When he opened his eyes, he noticed a hand holding his and Rose curled up awkwardly in the chair beside his bed.

"Rose." he called with a soft voice, at which Rose gained consciousness. She gazed around.

"Sorry," she yawned. "Must've fallen asleep." she took her hand back.

"What are you doing there?"

"Hm? Oh... I just. I don't know. Must've fallen asleep."

"Yeah. I get that. But why in that chair?"

She reached to the hair tie on the nightstand to tie her hair up. "You had a nightmare."

The Doctor looked curious. "Did I?" he asked. "I don't remember having one."

"Yeah, you had one when we arrived home too. I thought it must've been like the last time with the Doctor. With... the other Doctor."

"Last time I was regenerating energy to keep me alive."

"That's why I put a cup of tea beside you." she explained. "Thought you'd wake up and drink it."

The Doctor stood up. "Well, I'd like to have one now." he fought a yawn. "So, after you." he pointed at the bathroom door.


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