After meeting Queen Victoria we walked with her and her guards to the Torchwood Estate. That night while Rose changed into appropriate clothes, the Doctor and I sat with the Queen and others for dinner.

"Your companion begs an apology, Doctor." The butler said as he walked into the room, "Her clothing has somewhat delayed her."

"Oh, that's all right." The Doctor replied in a Scottish accent, "Save her a wee bit of ham."

"The feral child could probably eat it raw." The Queen said and one of the guards laughed.

"Very wise, ma'am, very witty."

"Slightly witty, perhaps." The Queen replied. "I know you rarely get the chance to dine with me, Captain, but don't get too excited. I shall contain my wit in case I do you further injury."

"Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am."

"Besides, we're all waiting on Sir Robert." The Doctor said. "Come, sir, you promised us a tale of nightmares."

"Indeed. Since my husband's death, I find myself with more of a taste for supernatural fiction." The Queen replied.

"You must miss him." I commented.

"Very much." She said to me. "Oh, completely. And that's the charm of a ghost story, isn't it? Not the scares and the chills, that's just for children, but the... hope of some contact with the great beyond. We all want some message from that place. It's the creator's greatest mystery. That we are allowed no such consolation. The dead stay silent. And we must wait."

I grabbed the Doctor's hand under the table and squeezed it lightly.

"Come. Begin your tale, Sir Robert. There's a chill in the air. The wind is howling though the eaves. Tell us of monsters.

"The story goes back 300 years." Sir Robert began, "Every full moon, the howling rings through the valley. The next morning, livestock is found, ripped apart and devoured."

"Oh, tales like this is just disguise work of thieves. Steal a sheep and blame a wolf, simple as that." The Captain replied.

"But sometimes a child goes missing. Once in a generation, a boy will vanish from his homestead." Sir Robert retorted.

"Are there descriptions of this creature?" The Doctor asked.

"Oh, yes, Doctor. Drawing and wood carvings. And it's not merely a wolf. It's more than that. This is a man who becomes an animal." Sir Robert answered.

"A werewolf." I stated.

"My father didn't treat it as a story. He said it was fact. He even claimed to have communed with the beast, to have learned its purpose. I should've listened." Sir Robert said and the butler began to walk around the room and to the window, "His work was hindered. He made enemies. There's a monastery in the glen of St. Catherine. The brethren opposed my father's investigations."

The butler began mumbling in a different language,

"Perhaps they thought his work ungodly." Queen Victoria suggested.

"That's what I thought." Sir Robert replied, "But now, I wonder, what if they had a different reason for wanting to keep the story quiet? What if they turned from god and worshiped the wolf?"

"And what if they were with us right now?" The Doctor said and turned to face the butler.

The Captain stood up and pointed his gun at the bald man,

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Explain yourself, sir!"

I grabbed onto the Doctor's arm and he looked at me, "Rose."

He turned to the man, "Rose, where's Rose? Sir Robert, come on!"

The Doctor grabbed my hand and we rushed out of the room. We followed Sir Robert down corridors until we got to this old wooden door. The Doctor kicked it open and we saw Rose and other workers along with a giant wolf in a cage.

"Where the hell have you been?!"

"Oh, that's beautiful." The Doctor said as the people ran out of the room.

"Not the time." I told him before we helped get everyone out.

We followed into a room where the men were handed guns and the woman went to go hide.

"It could be any form of light-modulated species triggered by specific wavelengths." The Doctor said, "Did it say what it wanted?"

"The Queen, the crown, the throne, you name it." Rose answered.

There was a bang on the door and everyone in the room went silent. The Doctor went out into the corridor, only to run back in moments later. He grabbed Rose's and my hand and dragged us behind the men. When the wolf came into the room, they shot it, pushing it out of the room.