Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...

12th of April, 2012. Scotland.

The employees of TORCHWOOD 6.2 started to shift nervously and looked at each other with wide eyes. They'd never heard the Animus buzz like that – the whole thing was vibrating with the energy pouring through it. Its hum made them afraid.

And the look to Vidic's eyes was madness. Sheer madness. As the computer began to smoke, and the screen began to flicker, he threw his arms wide and laughed at nothing – before fixing his eyes on the Animus.

'Reel him in, Miles! Reel him in!'

The sound of the Animus reached a pitch that burst the eardrums of the employees standing nearest to it. As they screamed and fell to the floor, the lights in the room began to flicker, and the floor began to shake. Soon cries of terror were heard all over, and pandemonium ensued.

The glass of the Animus cracked.

'Let us out!'

'We'll die in here, you bastards!'

'Somebody open this damn door!'

Rebecca shook the bars of the door – the lock jangled, but it was no use. No one was coming for them. This whole place was going to cave in on them both, and there was fuck all to do about it. She yelled as the whole place shook again – and the iron ceiling creaked.

'Fuck, Shaun! Fuck!' She screamed, purely because that sickening feeling in her stomach told her that this was it. The end. So long, suckers.

'I know Rebecca! I know!' Shaun raised his foot to give the door a resounding kick – and then the ceiling creaked again as two tons of office came down on it. Barely aware with what she was doing, Rebecca seized him around the waist and, with reflexes and strength only a sportswoman can have, hauled him backwards as the ceiling came down. Dust billowed upwards in their faces, and sirens from upstairs screamed at them.

All employees to evacuate immediately. This is not a drill. All employees to evacuate immediately. This is not a drill. All employees –

The recorded voice just soon became background noise as Shaun and Rebecca stared at the heap of wrecked ceiling before them. If there'd been hope of an escape before, there certainly wasn't one now. Everything was blocked. All they were left with was one tiny space and a wall. And it was this that Rebecca fell against, sliding down and looked at death. It grinned back at her, and waited patiently.

She felt Shaun sit down by her, equally as stunned.

'We're not getting out of here, are we?'

'Nope.'

'We either get crushed or we suffocate. What one would you rather?'

'Suffocate. Getting crushed'll suck ass.'

'Well, let's hope for the best then.'

There was a moment of silence. They both groped for a hand, found each other's, and were content with that.

They waited for the end.

Bear with me guys. D: