Sarah Jane was becoming more confused as time went on, though not as frightening the experience earlier nothing seemed to make sense. The girl eyed the ‘doctor’ with suspicion; she had never really trusted doctors, even more so since Nan had died.<br/><br/>As it was Sarah Jane weighed up the options, and frankly being out of this mad house was the preferable option, she just hoped that Nadia was not going to tried to knife her in an alley as some sort of sacrifice. Also Horlicks could always do with more exercise.<br/><br/>“I’ll go wif ya ven, ven at least she wont be pissin’ on yer floor.” that was said with a gesture to the huge dog. Indeed the being outside away from too much weirdness was certainly preferable. She still wondered if they were all on drugs or a cult…or both they all seemed like bloody loonies. Still Pizza did sound good, and preferable to rooting about in bins. For now her hunger was getting the better of her.<br/>