Terror and sadness were the only emotions Toshiko knew now.
She had been dead for over one hundred years and every single millisecond of those years had been spent running away from the darkness and reliving the last moments alive, those last moments that she spent talking to Owen.
Sometimes she wished that she was never removed from that U.N.I.T cell, but then she just feels worse.
Toshiko just wants it all to end.
