There was a man lying on the table, covered in sores and convulsing.

"Louisa, is he going to be OK?" asked Lilly.

"I'm not sure. We haven't figured out what causes it yet."

"Are we safe?"

"Of course we are. Benji wouldn't hurt anyone."

Lilly looked over at the man. It looked like Louisa was wrong. It looked like Benji was going to turn into a zombie. A normal person would have put it down to seeing too many zombie movies, like the 4-D one she saw at the palace some time ago. But Lilly couldn't. She couldn't because of the things she had seen. She knew what they looked like. If she closed her eyes she could still see the decaying corpses getting up and walking around. She could smell the rotten flesh as they creeped towards her. And she could remember the very words she spoke that day. "We're all going to die here."

Louisa pulled a curtain across, so Lilly couldn't see Benji. All she could hear were his agonising wails and moans, like he was being slowly tortured to death. And it was heartbreaking for her. She wondered how these people could be so cold. She wondered what Torchwood did to affect people in this way... and then she saw it. The tell tale tear in Louisa's eye revealed all. She was as concerned about her colleague as Lilly was, more so because she had known this man and he was dying in front of her.

"You can't hide it. It's OK to let it all out."

"Lilly, come on. Let me do my job."

Louisa examined Lilly carefully using a machine. It gave out a reading, and Louisa stood up.

"All fine. You're free to go."

Lilly walked through the steel corridor on her way to meet Rupert, and she thought about Louisa. She realised that she would never be like her. She would never be able to work while her friends were dying. She couldn't do that, to them or to herself. The slick suits and the smooth way of running things was all a facade, for behind their eyes was more torture than she could imagine.

She held her head up. She was going to turn things around, for them and for herself... even if it killed her.

Rupert was waiting for her in the shooting gallery. He was holding out a shiny silver gun.

"Ever used one of these?"

"A gun? A few times, sir."

"When? Do you have any training with guns?"

"No, sir, it was just a UNIT thing. They gave me a gun and told me to defend myself."

"Right, well here you will need training." He flashed her a smile, and she knew she was in good hands. "Fire at the targets over there." He nodded his head towards a dummy of a Slitheen, covered in markings.

She took the gun and fired it. It wasn't perfect, but it was her best.

"Miss Klein, that was good... but you might want to activate the laser sight first."

Lilly turned beet red, and Rupert simply grinned at her. They both burst out laughing at her mistake. She activated the laser sight, and fired several rounds at the dummy.

Rupert congratulated her success, and Lilly felt a wave of happiness. This job was going better than expected. As they were about to put the guns away, Rupert's walkie talkie went off.

"Sir, it's Louisa. I need assistance."

"What's wrong? Is it Benji? Is he dead?"

"No... He got worse, and now he's escaped."

"Stay there, I'll go track him down."

He turned his attention to Lilly, giving her his walkie talkie. "Stay on the line with her. There's a machine over there that can be used to HQ. Only use it if necessary."

"What for?" Lilly was worried. Rupert knew something and he wasn't telling her.

"Just in case." With that he left her, and Lilly was alone. The radio crackled, and Louisa's voice came on.

"Is anyone there?" Now Louisa sounded worried.

"I'm here." Lilly tried her best to soothe her.

"I need to say something else. Lilly... he... he bit me."