A/N:
Another chapter. I don't even know if anyone is going to like
this story at all, but I figure I'll get as much done as possible
while I'm in the mood.
Disclaimer:
I still don't own anyone 'cept David and Katie.
The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS. With a slight frown, he realized his ship had landed him in Torchwood. He knew it without even glancing at the sign to his right, just by the way the familiar building made his skin crawl. It had long ago been abandoned. The humans said this place was cursed, and he couldn't help but agree.
Stepping forward, he turned and locked the TARDIS, pocketing the key, before turning back to allow his eyes to scan over the empty corridor. He didn't like this. But at least this time, stepping out of the TARDIS, he wasn't greeted with applause from men with guns.
Without really thinking, letting his senses guide him, he walked away from the TARDIS and down the deserted hallway.
He could only guess what was waiting for him in the heart of the building.