<strong>Grayson Park...</strong><br/><br/>Blinking at the sight she saw Sarah Jane swallowed hard, though the clay man looked similar he was not the same. The one she had seen, but this one scared her as much perhaps even more than the other, for she feared for the small boy that he was pushing on the swing.<br/><br/>At her side Horlicks was obviously agitated and was already bearing her large teeth as her attentions were upon the clay man now. The girl tried hard to calm the dog and stop her from attacking whatever it was.<br/><br/>“It aint ve same fing, bat like it, ver avver one was from mad and dirt…” there was a pause, “Do ya fink vey are samfing ta do wif ve earth.” Damn but she could believe she was saying this, sounding like some insane hippy tree hugger…<br/><br/>It was then that SJ followed Nadia, not wanting to leave her alone against one of these creatures and the boy did need saving after all look what had happened to her. Sarah Jane knew she had been lucky for one reason perhaps this boy would not be so…Her mind was working overboard now, did these creature some how take on different forms…because the …because the creatures could change there faces as a sculptor might. “I fink tvey sculpt themselves…Am I going insane…?”<br/>