Have you ever met the Doctor? Maybe you haven't, but if you have, you will agree that he is the most charming and brilliant man you would ever meet. I'm Luce, and I'm one of his forgotten companions. Even if he has, I'll never forget the day I met him.
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'16th April 2007,' read a pop-up window on my computer. I had been in my study, working well into the night on some papers for Smith and Jones, the research company I worked for. The company knew almost everything about the world. We sometimes knew more than Torchwood. I didn't know much about Torchwood and what they were doing, but I did know that they had lost pretty much everything when Torchwood One shut down.
It was my first assignment for Smith and Jones. I was trying to uncover the truth about the Christmas star in London the year before. Nobody knows what it was, but there were rumours that a tall, skinny man in a pinstriped suit had scared it away as the city was burning.
While I was working, my clock ticked; 12am, 1am, 2am, 3am; until my eyes got heavy. I tried to keep them open, but my eyes drooped against my will and I was soon fast asleep.
