callisto, an alien from a far away planet, is trapped in a museum of alien artefacts. a man with no name and only a job title finds her and invites her to join him and his companion through space and time.
invasions happen, strange visits and many m...
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THE GROUP RAN through the tunnel of the sewer with the gaggle of pig-men squealing and chasing after them, postures stiff in their red boiler suits. they turned a corner and sped down another tunnel, callisto glancing over her shoulder at the creatures while they continued to fill the sewer with echoed piggish snorts.
"where are we going?" martha cried.
"this way!" the doctor yelled, taking another sharp turn, everyone following his direction. they ran too far and then the doctor back-tracked down another corridor, "there's a ladder, come on!"
he clambered up the metal ladder and circled his whirring sonic screwdriver over the rim of the manhole cover. he slid it off and lifted himself through, callisto doing the same and then martha. but frank delayed his escape, grabbing something from the side of the tunnel, prompting solomon to look back at him in confusion, delaying his leave as well.
"frank?" solomon asked.
frank had decided to grab a pipe and try to make the pig-men back off by jabbing it in their direction. however, his plan only made them find the tunnel they'd gone down and draw closer to him. frank stumbled up the ladder and the pig-men managed to start grabbing at his clothes and his body with leather glove-clad hands.
frank shouted in fear, face scrunched up in horror while solomon and the doctor tried to pull him free of the creatures frantic, hungry gasp. it didn't work and frank's arm slipped out of their hold and he was hidden by the pig-men that pulled him back into the sewer. one pig-man started to climb the ladder so solomon shoved the doctor out of the way and yanked the manhole cover back over the manhole, twisting it shut.
"we've got to go back down, we can't just leave him!" the doctor exclaimed.
"no! i'm not losing any body else!" solomon retorted, pushing the doctor back. "those creatures were from hell! from hell itself! if we go after them, they'll take us all! there's nothin' we can do. i'm sorry."
then a blonde woman holding a gun appeared from an entrance to the room, aiming them weapon at them, "alright, then, put 'em up. hands in the air, and no funny business." they complied. "now, tell me, you schmucks. what're you done with laszlo?"
"who's laszlo?" martha asked, shrugging.
the blonde woman lead them to her dressing room and sat down at her table, in front of her large mirror while she applied makeup. she also held her gun up at the four while she spoke, "laszlo's my boyfriend. or was my boyfriend until he disappeared two weeks ago! got no letter, no goodbye, no nothin'." the barrel of the gun aimed at her own head when she gestured to herself, "and i'm not stupid, i know some guys are just pigs, but not my laszlo. i mean, what kinda guy asks you to meet his mum before he vamooses?"
"yeah, might- might just help if you put that down." the doctor suggested, holding his hand out in front of him when the gun was aimed back at them.
"huh? oh, sure." she nodded, rolling her eyes as she tossed it to the side carelessly. the doctor flinched back, expecting it to shoot. "oh, come on! it's not real, it's just a prop. it was either that, or a spear."
