<strong>Grayson Park, swings</strong><br/><br/>Sarah Jane obviously could not know what was happening with the others that had been in the park with her. For now she was being attentive to the boy, trying to keep him safe. If that was possible considering that which she had seen tonight.<br/><br/>“I bet ya can’t understand me…vat would be cos I am a Landaner…proper cockney and all vat.” She swung then on her swing leaning back a little.  It had been a while since she had experianced the pleasure. “Ve name is Sarah Jane, bat yeah can call me SJ.” Horlicks paced seeming to keep guard. “See I am no stranger now. I tell yeah what yer lacky ta be allowed owt at vis time of night…my Nan never let me aut after dark wif or wif aut ‘er.” The girl just continued making light conversation, trying to distract the boy.<br/>