Run.'
Sarah Jane headed for the door.
'Stuart, come on.'
'Go.'
'But-'
'Now!'
She bolted, leaving the front door swinging.
'Good evening, Miss Smith.'
She froze. Three shapeshifters surrounded her, blocking any means of escape.
'Sarah-'
She turned, as Stuart stumbled from the front door.
'Stuart!'
She hurried towards him, when-
'Surprise, Sidney.'
That all-too-familiar grin appeared.
'No.'
Three shapeshifters became four.
Sarah Jane stepped back, as the one before her advanced.
SPLASH!
The shapeshifter stopped, drenched in antifreeze.
'Stuart?'
He lowered the bucket.
The shapeshifter began to...crumble?
Instinctively, Stuart charged at the other three, who shied away.
'Get in the car!' he called over his shoulder.
Sarah Jane complied.
Stuart chucked the remaining contents at them, and jumped into the car.
'GO!'
He slammed his door shut, as the car flew out of the driveway.
They sat in a hole in the wall café, enveloped by the low hum of chat, along with cutlery scraping on crockery and the sound of the till.
Stuart browsed the menu, but Sarah Jane was on edge.
'Sorry it isn't more obscure. We'll get going in a bit.'
'Why here?'
Stuart looked up.
'I'm starving. And it's only up the road from Theodore's.'
Stuart glanced at a couple down the other end, who seemed to keep doing the same at him.
'What is it?'
Stuart glanced once more. Sarah Jane peeked.
'You don't think-'
'Maybe.'
A waiter approached them.
'Ready to order?'
Stuart looked at Sarah Jane.
'I'm sorry, we're just leaving,' he said, then stood up and made for the exit, motioning for Sarah Jane to follow.
They hurried out of the café, and down the road.
BOOM!
Flames and smoke erupted, sending glass and debris flying everywhere.
Stuart and Sarah Jane peeked.
Oh, God.