Something in the skies. It was like fireworks… or lightning, spreading out all over, multiplying. It was dangerous, terrifying. No way to fight it. Ianto knew all of that instinctively. But there was something worse coming. Ianto didn't know how he knew, but he felt it.
The dream turned and Ianto found himself standing in his family council house again. He was stood at the top of the stairs and felt as if he was defending his family – the woman there seemed to be the mother he never knew, and the younger girl had to be his sister – from his father. The father who Ianto knew was dead.
All Ianto could do was chuck anything he could get his hands on down the stairs, boxes, rubbish baskets, a small table, everything he could lift. Nothing was working until he found a silver chest and threw it full-force down the stairs. Somehow that stopped the "zombie" or ghost or whatever it was and it vanished.
Ianto turned back to check on his sister who was hiding in the loo.
"She's alright, it's just a bit of a cut," said the older woman.
When Ianto looked, though, he found a deep slit across his sister's neck. No one else seemed bothered, but Ianto let out a terrified scream and turned away.
It took every ounce of willpower Jack had not to look toward his bunker when he heard Ianto cry out in his sleep again.
"Hmm… sounds like a bad one, doesn't it, Jack? Of course, the worst ones aren't the ones that cause screams…. You know the ones, Jack. The ones that hurt so much, that tear away so much of your soul that you can't even scream. All you can do is curl up and whimper and beg for it stop."
"What is it you think you're gonna get from this?" Jack asked defiantly.
"By the time we're done here, Jack? Whatever I want."
Once again, Jack fought with himself not to lose control. He felt like beating "Adam" to a bloody pulp but he had a feeling that wouldn't fix this. And it was tough work keeping up a mental barrier, he could feel Adam pounding at his psychic block – and he was a lot stronger than Mary's pendant had been. Jack hadn't been tested quite like that since his days as a Time Agent Cadet.
Time Agent… maybe that was it, Jack thought.