<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Episode 1 - The Timelord, The Witch, and The Wardrobe</span></span><br/><br/>She ran, frantically dodging in and out between the trees. Her heart pounded in her chest and her breathing was heavy and ragged, both with fear and with the effort of running. The forest here was dense and her clothes were torn. Her body was covered in cuts caused by the whip-like branches that she had tried to avoid.<br/><br/>She stopped, trying to catch her breath, an exercise made more difficult thanks to the sweet yet stifling air around her. The slender-framed woman ran a bloodied hand through her long black hair and her rather large ears twitched as she listened to the forest. In the distance she could hear singing. That meant the city wasn't far now. She composed herself and made off in the direction of the sound.<br/><br/>A dark, barely visible shape shot past her on the left, drawing an icy chill through her soul. Another one darted to her right. They had flanked her. She clasped the package she carried with a firmer grip as she prepared herself for the worst. She would clutch it to her breast, protect it's precious contents with her last breath.<br/><br/>Two black shapes darted out in front of her. Shadowy hands grasped her, elongating as they did so to coil themselves around her body.<br/><br/>Her agonized screams were carried on the forest wind.