<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Sarah Jane was watching the others carefully; she did not trust them in the slightest, it was no insult to them or even anything than her survival mode. As it was even if the night had not been so …well terrifying it was likely the girl would have been suspicious and more than a little nervous meeting up with people she did not know. Even more so as Horlicks at present did not seem overly keen on being here, though that could be due to that hissing cat.<br/><br/>Still nan had instilled manners into her often with a clip round the ear. “Ve name’s Sarah Jane, and vis is ‘Orlicks she aint a bad ‘un.” Patting the dog on the head as she continued speaking. “All I know is there was some creepy fack in ve park went al stratchy fackin weird bad on me. Tellin’ me it would not ‘urt fer lon or samfin’ so I ran like shite off a blaady shavel.”<br/><br/>There was a pause as Sarah Jane continued to take in the others, she was backing towards the door, she had heard about cults and how they took people like her in … “ok I fink I made a mistake, yah know ate a bad burger or samfing?”<br/>