They were standing in a market with bright red and orange banners and posters fluttered through. Rose let out a laugh from a joke the owner of a stall told her and Donna beamed, so glad to see Rose healing from the incident from the planet Midnight. The owner pours them foamy drinks and Rose hands Donna a glass.
"You are so going to love this" she said. "On the count of three. One...two...three" they take a sip and snort with laughter.
"This is lovely" Donna said finishing hers off before wandering by herself as Rose got pulled away by another stall owner. Donna passes a Chinese looking woman sitting serenely in front of her stall.
"Tell your fortune lady...your future predicted. Your life foretold" the woman said.
"I'm happy right now thanks" Donna said dismissively.
"You got red hair, the fortune is free for red hair" the woman persisted.
Donna let out another laugh. "All right then" she said.
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Donna was sitting opposite the fortune teller who was holding her hands in a small tent. The smell of incense was almost overwhelming.
"Oh you are fascinating" the Fortune Teller said. "I can see...a woman. The most remarkable woman, how did you meet her?"
"You're supposed to tell me" Donna shot back looking amused.
"I see the future. Tell me the past...when did your lives cross?" the Fortune Teller said softly.
"It's sort of complicated. I ended up in a spaceship on my wedding day. Long story." Donna said shrugging.
"But what led you to that meeting?"
"All sorts of things. But my job, I suppose... it was on Earth, this planet called Earth, miles away... but I had this job, as a temp - I was a secretary at a place called HC Clements... " Donna's ramble was cut short as she saw herself in HC Clements office working before the tent came back into her sight. "...sorry"
"It's the incense. Just... breathe deep. This job of yours - what choices led you there?" the Fortune Teller said.
"There was a choice... six months before... because the Agency offered me this contract with HC Clements..." Donna said scrunching her eyes shut in memory.
She was sitting in car, her mother in the passenger seat looking sullen and annoyed.
"But there was this other job. My mum knew this man..." Donna said softly.
"Jival, he's called. Jival Chowdry. He runs that little photocopy business and he needs a secretary." Sylvia said.
"I've. Got. A job!" Donna growled through gritted teeth.
"As a temp! This is permanent; it's twenty thousand a year, Donna." Sylvia went on her voice getting a pitch higher.
"HC Clements is in the city. It's nice, it's posh, so, stop it!" Donna snapped as she turned the key in the ignition.
"Your life could have gone one way or the other. What made you decide?" the Fortune Teller asked interestedly.
"I just did..."
Donna didn't notice the large beetle crawl into the tent and slowly making it's way to her.
"But when was the moment? When did you choose..." the Fortune Teller persisted.
They were now at a junction, a lorry drives past them.
"It won't take long, just turn right! We'll pop in and see Mr Chowdry, so Suzette can introduce you." Sylvia said in a pervasive voice.
"I'm going left, if you don't like it, get out and walk." Donna snapped getting frustrated.
"If you turn right you'll have a career, not just filling in!" Sylvia said getting equally frustrated.
"You think I'm so useless!" Donna burst out.
"Oh, I know why you want a job at HC Clements, lady - because you think you'll meet a man with lots of money and your whole life will change - well let me tell you, sweetheart, city executives don't need temps, except for practice!" Sylvia ranted.
"Yeah. Well, they haven't met me." Donna said turning left.
"You turned left. But what if you turned right, what then..." the Fortune Teller said interestedly.
"Let go of my hands" Donna said pulling away getting scared.
"What if it changes, what if you go right, what if you could still go right..." the Fortune Teller droned.
"Stop it!" Donna shrieked. Something crawls onto her back, she could feel it. "What's that? ...what's on my back? What is it, what... what's on my back?"
"Make the choice again, Donna Noble, and change your mind... turn right." The Fortune Teller said in a hypnotic voice.
"I'm turning..." Donna whispered.
"Turn right... turn right. Turn right!" the Fortune Teller chanted.
She was sitting back in the car, her mother was ranting on and she was listening. God her mother was right.
"Well let me tell you, sweetheart – city executives don't need temps, except for practise!"
"Yeah suppose you're right" Donna said dejectedly, switching the indication to right before turning.
"Turn right and never meet that woman. Turn right and change the world" the Fortune Teller said.
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She was in a pub holding a tray of drinks. It was crowded as everyone was celebrating Christmas, the decorations above looked tacky but at the same time Christmassy.
"Come on then. Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Donna shouted through the crowd as she made her way to her table. She put down the tray grinning down at her friends. "Here we are! Feed at the trough!"
"Mooky says let's go to the boardwalk, it's two for the price of one!" Veena said.
"Christmas Eve, it'll be heaving!" Donna complained.
"Well exactly, get in and grab them!" Mooky said smiling slyly.
Everyone laughed.
"Hey, that's the second round of drinks you've bought, it was my turn!" Veena complained jokingly.
"I can afford it. Promotion. You are talking to Jival Chowdry's Personal Assistant, I'll have you know, capital P, capital a, £23,000 per annum, merci beaucoup!" Donna bragged.
"Here's to Mr Chowdry!" Veena said raising her glass.
"Mr Chowdry!" everyone chanted clinking their glasses.
"She gets all the luck!" Mooky said jealously. Donna wasn't listening she was looking at her friend Alice who was sitting there quietly looking terrified at Donna.
"What's wrong?" Donna asked. "What is it?"
"Sorry?" Alice squeaked.
"Did someone spill a drink on me?" Donna asked.
"Why?" Alice asked nervously.
"Why do you keep looking at my shoulder? What's wrong?" Donna persisted getting annoyed.
"I don't know..." Alice said quietly.
"Oh, don't tell me you're getting all spooky again, it was bad enough when you saw the ghost of Earl Mountbatten at the boat show! What are you looking at? What is it?" Donna rambled.
"It's like... it's like there's something I can't see." Alice whispered.
"Now, shut up! All of you come and see! Just look at the sky! It's a star! It's a Christmas star!" A man shouted from the door.
"...well, come on then!" Veena said getting up looking excited.
They ran out to see a huge silver webbed star flying over London, Veena and Mooky were complaining loudly about the waste of money it was when it suddenly started to shoot out bolts of electricity out. Everyone screamed but Donna who was staring at it in wonder. Alice is still staring at Donna's back.
"There is something on your back!" she screamed before running off. Donna ignores her and begins to run towards the star, ignoring her friends calling her back.
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Donna ran until she reached a barrier where soldiers were guarding, she silently slipped past a truck and stood there watching them carry a body. A brunette woman walked up holding up a plastic wallet.
"Sarah Jane Smith, you requested me" she said calmly.
The soldier saluted her. "Ma'am it is a pleasure. We need you to identify a body...we think it might be the girl you have told us about"
Sarah Jane took a shaky breath before walking to the stretcher; she slowly unzipped the bag and pulled it aside. Suddenly she let out a sob. "Yes it is her" she said tears running down quickly. "It's Rose Tyler. Must have happened fast, before she could have regenerated. Oh Rose"
"Escort the ambulance back to UNIT base" the soldier ordered the other soldiers. "Ma'am will you ride with the girl? Or do you wish to go home?"
"I will hold her hand till the very end" Sarah Jane said sincerely following the body into the ambulance. The doors shut and the soldiers began to pack up.
Donna began to slowly walk away, the name Rose Tyler ran through her mind. She feels like she knew this woman from somewhere yet she has never heard of her. Suddenly a man in a brown suit ran up to her and grabbed hold of her shoulders.
"What happened?" he asked scanning her face. "What did they find? I'm sorry did they find someone?"
"Yes" Donna said shakily. "A girl called Rose Tyler or something"
"Where is she?" the man asked shaking her. "I need to find her! Donna where is Rose?"
"They took her away...said she was dead" Donna said quietly, wondering how this man knew her name. "Who are you? How do you know my name?"
He ignored her questions; his eyes darkened and his face looked a mixture of shock and grieve. "Rose" he whispered. "Oh Rose"
"I'm sorry" Donna said. "Did you know her? They said her surname was Tyler, she might not be your Rose."
"I come so far" the man whispered letting her go. "Only to find her gone"
"What's your name?" Donna asked. "How did you know my name? Who are you?"
"Oh, I was just passing by, I shouldn't even be here. This is... wrong. It's wrong. This is so wrong." The man said shaking his head. His eyes skated towards her back and they narrowed.
"Why do you keep looking at my back?" Donna snapped.
"I'm not!" the man protested.
"Yes you are. You keep looking behind me. You're doing it now!" she turns round trying to look her back to see what he was staring at. "What is it? What's there? Did someone put something on my back?"
She turns to find the man gone.
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She was cleaning out her attic when she found a box of things dating from 1913, inside there was a leather bound journal that was empty. Not a word written down and yet she was sure there was supposed to be a diary. A diary about the impossible girl. That night she had a dream.
She was sitting in a room, a bedroom; an old man is lying in bed with monitors and life support equipment by his side. A pale woman with dark hair and dark eyes is watching her from the other side of the bed.
"Who are you?" Donna asked.
"She is my great, great niece Donna Noble" the old man creaked.
"How do you know my name?" Donna asked. "Everyone seems to know my name. I never met you people before in my life!"
"My name is Timothy Latmir and my niece here is Gwen Cooper" the old man said. "We're here to plead with you"
"We need you to go back" Gwen said. "Go back in time and reverse what has been done before the end of the world is upon us"
"How did I get here?" Donna demanded getting scared, frustrated and annoyed. "End of the world? What end of the world? Back in time? Make sense people!"
"We are telepaths, psychics" Gwen said quietly. "It is a family gift. This is not the right path...we are all going to die Donna"
"So what am I supposed to do?!" Donna shouted.
"Turn left. Turn left Donna Noble" Timothy croaked. "Turn left and save Rose Tyler. Turn left and prevent the deaths to come"
"How?" Donna shouted.
"Sarah Jane and Martha will be the firsts" Gwen said quietly. "Then London will be destroyed. Then I will die and then the darkness will come. We need Rose Tyler to save us and she needs you. Turn left Donna Noble"
"I don't understand!"
"Turn Left"
And then she woke.
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She got fired from her job, all that hard work and she was fired. Through a fit of fury she packed her stuff including some other things that belonged to everyone else. While she was doing that a hospital disappeared and when it came back everyone was dead but one medical student. Everyone including a Sarah Jane Smith and a Martha Jones...Sarah Jane and Martha will be the firsts. Wasn't that what her dream told her? She needed to get out of the house, to think things through, to remind herself that she can't see the future and she's imagining things.
There was a sudden blue flash coming from an alley and a brown blur before a man stopped just before her, his hair looked stuck up as if he had just been electrocuted.
"Blimey! Are you all right? What was that, fireworks or...?" Donna asked worriedly walking up to the man.
"Donna Noble!" the man shouted picking her up into a bear hug. "Great to meet you again, how are you?"
"Hang on you're that man. In town during Christmas Eve" Donna said squirming out of his grasp. "What was your name again?"
"How're you doing? You're looking good. How's things, what have you been up to?" the man asked ignoring her question while looking at her back.
"You're doing it again." Donna accused him.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Looking behind me. People keep on doing that. Looking at my back." Donna said sadly.
"What sort of people?" the man asked interestedly and for some reason Donna believed he was truly interested. That he wanted to help her.
"People in the street. Strangers. I just catch them sometimes, staring at me. Like they're looking at something. And then I get home, and I look, and there's nothing there." She turned to look at her back and even smacked it with her hand. "See? Look, now I'm doing it!
"What are you doing for Christmas?" the man asked suddenly.
"What am I what?" Donna asked getting confused.
"Next Christmas, any plans?" the man asked.
"I don't know that's ages away. Nothing much I suppose. Why?" Donna asked watching him suspiciously.
"Just … I think you should get out. You and your family. Don't stay in London, just... leave the city." The man said dazedly.
"What for?" Donna asked, hands on her hips.
"Nice hotel, Christmas break?" the man offered.
"Can't afford it." Donna said dejectedly.
"Well no, you, you got that raffle ticket." The man pointed out.
"How do you know about that?" Donna asked. "Are you stalking me or something?"
"What? Why would I do that? Anyway...First prize – luxury weekend break. Use it, Donna Noble." The man said.
"Why won't you tell me your name?" Donna asked. The man stares at her and her glares intensifies. He still won't answer her. "I think you should leave me alone" she storms off ignoring the strange electric sounds that she heard before.
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Donna won the raffle; she, her mum and her granddad went to the hotel to celebrate Christmas. The very next morning a replica of the Titanic landed into London causing a radioactive explosion. So many people died. But she was alive, alive because that man told her to go...but how did he know? They were moved to Leeds and shared with a big family who at first seemed a bit over the top but soon enough they got on rather well. America could no longer help them, so many people died by being turned into fat. Fat that was waving goodbye as they flew into the air in a spaceship. The nice family was soon taken away, no one said it but the tear on her granddad's face told her that it was a concentration camp...more deaths.
She was woken up by the sounds of a gun shooting. She followed the sounds to find a soldier shooting at an exhaust pipe that was expelling gas. Something was wrong with the ATMOS, the solider pointed the gun at her, claiming he saw something on her back, her grandfather was ranting at him when she saw the familiar blue flash. She slowly began to walk away.
"Donna? Where are you going? It's not safe at night! Donna! Donna!" her mother screamed after her.
She went round a corner and there he stood with a brown trench coat on and his hands in his pocket.
"Hello" she said quietly.
"Hello Donna Noble" he said grinning at her, he held a hand out and she took it without a single thought.
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They were sitting on a park bench away from the city; the air was literally cleaner here than it was over there.
"It's the ATMOS devices. We're lucky it's not so bad here; Britain hasn't got that much petrol. But all over Europe, China, South Africa... they're getting choked by gas." The man said mournfully.
"Can anyone stop it?" Donna asked.
"Yeah, they're trying right now, this little band of fighters, Great Spirit, lovely teamwork, some f the best I seen; they're on board the Sontaran ship. Any second now..." the man said clucking his tongue.
Suddenly the sky was on fire and it burned brightly before it went back to the dark night sky.
"And that was...?" Donna asked gasping in shock, her eyes wide.
"That was the Torchwood team. Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, they gave their lives. And Captain Jack Harkness has transported to the Sontaran home world. There's no-one left." The man said with the same mournful tone and a dark sad look in his eyes.
Gwen Cooper...the woman in her dream. She said she was going to die...
"You're always wearing the same clothes. Why won't you tell me your name?" Donna asked instead not wanting to talk about the strange dream.
"None of this was supposed to happen" the man said once again ignoring Donna's questions. "This woman, this fantastically brilliantly wonderful woman she stopped it all. The Titanic, the Adipose, the ATMOS, she stopped it all."
"Rose...Rose Tyler wasn't it?" Donna asked still remembering that Christmas Eve...it haunts her dreams most nights.
"You knew her" the man said quietly.
"I did? When?"
"I think you dream of her sometimes. Blonde hair and cheeky smile. Brilliant cheeky smile, tongue always poking out. Pink and yellow she is. Pink and yellow" the man babbled lost in thought.
"Who are you?" Donna asked.
"I'm like you...well not completely like you, for a start I'm smarter, better looking and so much more fun than you but you got those lovely ginger locks and-"
She cut him off with a slap.
"Ouch! What was that for?" he asked pouting.
"You kept babbling it was annoying. Plus you insulted me" Donna growled.
"Point is I used to travel with Rose just like you do. Well supposed to, you travelled with Rose in a different world"
"I never met her, she's dead" Donna spat out.
"She died underneath the Thames on Christmas Eve but you were meant to be there. She needed someone to stop her and that was you. You made her leave, you saved her life" the man said quietly.
She could see it, a blonde woman beautiful in her own way staring blankly, darkly down at her as fire and water raged behind her. She was shouting for her to stop...then the memory was gone.
"Stop it. I don't know what you're talking about, leave me alone!" Donna shouted jumping of the bench and walking away backwards. The man stood up.
"Something's coming, Donna. Something worse." He said.
"The whole world is stinking. How can anything be worse than this?" Donna asked in disbelieve.
"Trust me. We need Rose more than ever. I've - I've been pulled across from a different universe, because every single universe is in danger. It's coming, Donna. It's coming from across the stars and nothing can stop it." The man said looking at her pleadingly.
"WHAT is?" Donna shouted.
"The darkness."
"Well, what do you keep telling ME for? What am I supposed to do? I'm nothing special. I mean, I'm... I'm not, I'm nothing special, and I'm a temp. I'm not even that, I'm nothing!" Donna shouted getting frustrated, she wanted more than anything to go to bed and cry.
"Donna Noble, you're the most important woman in the whole of creation now" the man said.
Donna let out a bitter laugh. "Oh, don't. Just... don't. I'm tired. I'm so... tired."
"I need you to come with me." The man said.
"Not in this lifetime paper cut. Skinny is not my type" Donna said sniffing.
The man grinned. "That's more like it" he said.
"I've got plenty more." Donna said feeling a smile form on her face.
"I know you'll come with me. Only when you want to." The man said smugly.
"You'll have a long wait, then." Donna retorted.
"Not really, just three weeks. Tell me, does your grandfather still own that telescope?"
"He never lets go of it."
"Three weeks time. But you've got to be certain. Cos, when you come with me, Donna... sorry... so sorry, but... you're gonna die" he then faded right before her eyes.
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She was sitting with her Granddad on a hill watching the stars when the stars started to go out, constellations...nothing but darkness. She turned to see the man leaning against the shed.
"I'm ready" she whispered.
He held out a hand and she took it.
They took a jeep to a warehouse where mirrors where placed in a circle with many lights. The lights weren't turned on and the mirrors were covered with sheets. There stood a giant blue box with wires connecting it to a large computer and the mirrors.
"Sir" a female officer saluted the man.
"I told you, no saluting" the man admonished her.
"But it is an honour sir, to be working with the great Doctor" the woman said.
"Oh please not this again" the man said rolling his eyes.
"Doctor? Is that you're name? What type of name is that?" Donna asked looking confused and annoyed.
"He has no other name" the woman said helpfully. "You must be Miss Noble"
"Donna"
"Captain Erisa Magambo. Thank you for this." Captain Magambo said shaking her hand.
"I don't even know what I'm doing." Donna said.
"Is she awake?" the Doctor asked.
"Seems to be quiet today. Ticking over. Like it's waiting." Captain Magambo said.
The Doctor watched the blue box with a mournful expression before turning to Donna. "D'you want to see her?" he asked.
"What's a 'police box'?" Donna asked.
"They salvaged her from underneath the Thames. Just go inside." The Doctor said looking annoyed.
"What for?"
"Just go in!"
He grinned when he saw Donna walk in and shouting in disbelieve. After making her a coffee he began to show her round the console room.
"Time And Relative Dimension in Space" the Doctor said. "This room used to shine with light ever so brightly...she's dying. Losing me and then losing Rose has gotten to much for her." He reached out and stroked a bit of the console, it rose a bit. "But she's still trying to help, trying to get better for me"
"And it belonged to Rose?" Donna asked.
"No she belonged to me...Rose took care of her when I got trapped in a parallel world...the two were close to one another"
"But if she was so special" Donna said quietly. "Why was she with me?"
"She thought you were brilliant. No more than brilliant, fantastic...that word still doesn't fit my teeth" the Doctor said licking his teeth thoughtfully.
"Don't be stupid" Donna snorted.
"But you are. Rose sees the best in people all the time; she wouldn't have picked you if you weren't special"
"Were you and her...?"
"No, no, no, nothing like that. Just the best of friends, hope and glory, shiver and shake, stuff of legends" the Doctor said. He paused. "Do you want to see what it is that everyone looks at?"
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He showed her the giant beetle like creature on her back and had to reassure her that she was special that it was nothing to do with the creature. He then told her what she was going to do...travel back in time. They got her ready and were starting the machine.
"Just remember, when you get to the junction, change the car's direction by one minute past ten." The Doctor instructed Donna.
"How do I do that?" Donna asked.
"It's up to you." The Doctor shrugged.
"Well, I just have to... run up to myself and... have a good argument." Donna said doubtfully.
The Doctor laughed. "I'd like to see that! I bet it would get rather interesting"
"Activate loadstone." Captain Magambo shouted.
"Good luck." The Doctor said.
"I'm ready!"
"One minute past ten." The Doctor reminded her.
"Cos I understand, now. You said I was gonna die, but you mean this whole world, it's gonna blink out of existence. But that's not dying. Because a better world takes its place. The Doctor's world. And I'm still alive! That's right, isn't it? I don't die? If I change things, I don't die? That's... that's right, isn't it?" Donna said hopefully.
"I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry"
"But I can't die! I've got a future! With Rose - you told me!" Donna shouted feeling terrified.
"Activate!" Captain Magambo shouted.
Sparks flew around her and she was engulfed in a white light.
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She was running while inwardly cursing the Doctor, the git dropped her off half a mile away and she only has a few minutes to stop herself from turning right. She saw the lorry drive past and she realised something...she was going to die. She took a deep breath before taking a step into the road in front of the speeding lorry.
She lies there on the floor bleeding and broken inside and there stood the Doctor mouthing I'm sorry to her. He bends to his knees as strokes her hair briefly.
"When you see Rose" He said quietly. "Tell her this..." he bends down and whispers two words, his cool breath tickles her neck before he pulls back.
"Well, that decides it. I'm not sitting in a traffic jam. I'm going left."
She heard herself say and then she saw. A blonde woman looking cold and dark as fire and water raged on. The same blonde woman beaming at her as they have a snowball right, creatures that she couldn't imagine, people she never met. Adventures, laughter, friends...
She woke with a gasp and let go of the Fortune Teller's hands screaming. Something drops off her back and the Fortune Teller is cowering in the corner.
"What the hell is that?" Donna spat out getting up from her seat.
"You were so strong. What are you? What will you be?" the woman backed out of the tent screaming. "What will you be?"
The tent flap is lifted open and Rose steps in smiling. "There you are! I thought I lost you"
Donna threw her arms round Rose, holding her tightly.
"What was that for?" Rose asked laughing.
"I don't know" Donna said.
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Rose was poking the insect thing with a incense stick as Donna sat there thoughtfully.
"Can't remember much" she said. ""it's slipping away. You know like you have a dream and it sort of just goes"
"Just got lucky, this thing. It's one of the Trickster's brigade. Changes a life in tiny little ways. Most times, the universe just compensates around it, but with you... great big parallel world!" Rose said admiringly.
"Hold on, you said parallel worlds are sealed off." Donna said frowning.
"They are. But you had one created around you" Rose stared at her curiously. "Funny thing is, seems to be happening a lot. To you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Donna snapped.
"Well, the Library and then this..." Rose said shrugging.
"Just... goes with the job. I suppose" Donna sighed.
"Sometimes I think there's way too much coincidence around you, Donna. I met you once. Then I met your grandfather. Then I met you again. In the whole wide universe, I met you for a second time. It's like something's binding us together." Rose said thoughtfully.
"Don't be so daft. I'm nothing special." Donna snorted.
"Yes you are you're fantastic" Rose said fondly, smiling.
"She thought you were brilliant. No more than brilliant, fantastic...that word still doesn't fit my teeth"
"He said that" Donna whispered.
"Who did?" Rose asked.
"This man...I can't remember"
"Well he never existed now" Rose said reassuringly, really hoping that Donna hasn't picked up another husband in this parallel world.
"No, but he said...the stars...he said the stars were going out" Donna said scowling.
"Yes but that world is gone now" Rose said.
"No but he said it was all worlds. Every world. He said the darkness is coming, even here" Donna said stressing on each word hoping Rose would understand.
"Who was he?"
"I don't know"
"What did he look like?"
"He was...brown. Brown hair, eyes and suit" Donna said constructing the image in her head.
"What was his name?"
"He didn't have one...not a proper one"
"What was it?" Rose said urgently grabbing hold of Donna's wrist tightly.
"I can't remember...but he said...told me....to warn you...two words"
"Two words? What were they? What did he say?"
"Bad Wolf"
Rose sat there frozen. "No" she whispered. "It can't be"
"Well what does it mean?" Donna asked.
Rose jumps up without answering and runs out of the tent, the banners were now translated to Bad Wolf, the posters were now saying Bad Wolf and the moment she reached the TARDIS every word on it was replaced with Bad Wolf. She stepped into to see the light a dark red and the cloister bells ringing. Donna comes in after her, panting.
"Rose what is it? What's Bad Wolf?" she asked.
"It's me...I am the Bad Wolf" Rose whispered.