Double Drabble: Archive Encounter
Title: Archive Encounter
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 722: Shiver at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen finds the archives dark and creepy.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Stepping from the stairwell into the archives, Gwen suppressed a shiver. It was so creepy down here! Half the lights didn’t seem to work, and those that did only gave out a wan light; there was barely one illuminated bulb every fifty feet, with patches of deep shadow between the dimly lit areas. She didn’t know how Ianto could stand it!
Belatedly she realised she should’ve brought a torch with her, but she wasn’t trekking back to the main Hub to get one when she was already here. She needed to check something in the file on last week’s alien goo incident. Ianto hadn’t entered it into the database yet, so she’d have fetch the physical copy from the filing cabinets.
She made her way cautiously along the dark corridor and had almost reached the file room when a figure loomed before her. She screamed.
“Gwen,” Ianto said calmly. “What brings you down here?”
“Ianto! God, you scared me! I needed the file on the alien goo.”
“I’ll get it for you. This way.” Ianto set off past her.
“How d’you find anything down here? It’s so dark!”
Raising one eyebrow, Ianto flicked a switch. “I turn the lights on.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 722: Shiver at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen finds the archives dark and creepy.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Stepping from the stairwell into the archives, Gwen suppressed a shiver. It was so creepy down here! Half the lights didn’t seem to work, and those that did only gave out a wan light; there was barely one illuminated bulb every fifty feet, with patches of deep shadow between the dimly lit areas. She didn’t know how Ianto could stand it!
Belatedly she realised she should’ve brought a torch with her, but she wasn’t trekking back to the main Hub to get one when she was already here. She needed to check something in the file on last week’s alien goo incident. Ianto hadn’t entered it into the database yet, so she’d have fetch the physical copy from the filing cabinets.
She made her way cautiously along the dark corridor and had almost reached the file room when a figure loomed before her. She screamed.
“Gwen,” Ianto said calmly. “What brings you down here?”
“Ianto! God, you scared me! I needed the file on the alien goo.”
“I’ll get it for you. This way.” Ianto set off past her.
“How d’you find anything down here? It’s so dark!”
Raising one eyebrow, Ianto flicked a switch. “I turn the lights on.”
The End