A/N - This is a completely random thought that popped into my head and I wrote it in ten minutes so sorry for any mistakes. It can work with any of the Torchwood characters so just pick the one that feels right for you. Sadly, I don't own Torchwood (If I did then Gareth David-Lloyd would be one of my presents!).
Enjoy!
I'm walking through the vast blanket of powdered snow, turning to see a trail behind me spoiling the perfection, it's almost obscene. A hill looms in the distance yet somehow it seems wrong because, apart from this protruding lump, the landscape is flat. As I plod upwards with an uninspired feeling that my feet have turned to lead, I come across (tripped over) a small hatchway buried in the snow. With a sudden flash that almost left me stunned, the hatch opened and a surprising force of compressed air pulled me inside. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness of this 'ship' I saw, to my horror, what could only be described as mutant lizards.
Happy Christmas me!
A/N - And happy Christmas to everyone who bothered to read it, I love you guys. Please review!!!