She awoke to the sound of alarms. Rose opened her eyes and sat up. She was in a small, dark room that she did not recognize. The room held only a small bed and what looked like strange medical equipment beside it. She got out of the bed and stood, glancing down at herself. She was still wearing the clothes she'd worn yesterday, dark jeans, long, tight black top and heeled boots. She ran out of the room and stopped outside. The door had revealed a large room, the size of half a football stadium. Rose stood by the door, the alarms seemed to be getting louder, like the danger was getting closer. A man with dark hair a wearing a grey suit rushed past her, holding what looked like a brief case under his arm, he looked at her and gestured with his hand for her to take it. As she starred at his eyes and then his outstretched hand she got an overwhelming feeling that she knew this man, that she even loved him. There was an explosion and the ground shook. Rose flung herself at the man, grasping his hand tight in her own. They ran together up some stairs and along a corridor. A Japanese woman rushed past them, going in the opposite direction. She glanced briefly at both of them and nodded, smiling at them weakly before carrying on. She clutched a laptop to her chest like it was a life preserver. The man jerked to a halt suddenly. Rose looked up at him and followed his eyes. There was a creature standing right in front of them, it had leathery skin, small black eyes and dripping fangs. "The weevils have escaped!" he yelled. Out of nowhere there was another man standing beside them, he was also dark haired and wore a long world war two styled coat. "Ianto, you still got that spray?" he nodded, his hand squeezing Rose's reassuringly. "Yes Sir."
"good, give it to me and then get out, I'll be fine." Ianto took a small glass bottle out of his trouser pocket with his free hand, giving it to the other man. The man smiled at him and then looked at Rose, as if seeing her for the first time. "Who are you?" he asked. Rose opened her mouth to speak but the alarm was now deafeningly loud. She clapped her hands over her ears and turned to look at Ianto, but he wasn't there. She turned back to the other man. "What are you doing here!" he shouted, his hands covering his own ears. "I don't know." she said, on the brink of tears. Weevils surrounded them, somehow unaffected by the noise. They closed in; ripping at her hair and clothes she opened her mouth to scream... Rose Ballentine bolted upright, eyes wide, breathing heavily. Just a dream. She looked over at the bedside clock and groaned, she was late.