Mio Hongo is in a dark alley somewhere. If you've been looking for her at the Kashtta recently, you wouldn't have been able to find her, because she's only been there for a few hours at night to sleep. Since joining Torchwood, she made the mistaken assumption that being able to spend her energy working for the Wanderer community meant that she wouldn't have to hurt people using her powers anymore to maintain her sanity. She stopped tracking the potential targets she'd been setting up, and she stopped talking to rape survivors to learn their experiences and try to help them heal from them. So when about a month or so back when the urges started getting to strong to ignore, she clamped down on them, and started trying to minimize interactions with people she could possibly hurt. For once in her life, she had the opportunity to be a good person, and she didn't want to jeopardize that.
So that's how she ended up in a dark alley in a bad part of town, with a dead body at her feet and a splitting migraine after committing one of the most brutal mindrapes of her life. After she was done, the bum she had grabbed begged her to kill him, and she had no choice in conscience but to go through with it. A good portion of her previous targets would have nightmares for the rest of their lives, but still retained most of their sanity and were still able to function independently when she was done with them. This man...not so much. If he had ever been "all there" to begin with, years of alcohol and hard drug addiction had eaten away at his mental faculties. But what she did to him was ten times, a hundred times worse than that, and in the space of slightly less than an hour rather than over years and decades. Killing him was the only mercy she could have given him.
Too incapacitated and too much in pain to even type, Mio pulls out her phone and speaks
a locked journal entry into it. She hopes Torchwood can get here quickly, because if someone came by with ill intent before then, she doesn't think she could even focus her eyes long enough to aim her gun at them.
Luka Petrovic is in the hospital. For the past six weeks, she's been in a medically-induced coma. She'd been dealing less and less well with Arlin's absence, and having more and more nightmares, until it reached a point in which she thought it would be best if she never slept again. So she went and bought a bunch of methamphetamine and ecstasy from a local dealer, and then over the course of the next three days proceeded to consume about as much drugs as most hardcore addicts take over a month or more. It's a wonder she didn't kill herself outright from the overdose. When she didn't respond to standard treatment at the hospital because of her unique metabolism, the hospital staff figured the only thing they could do is keep her sedated until the drugs worked their way out of her system normally. Today was the first day her blood chemistry had reached "normal" levels, so the hospital staff allowed her to wake up long enough to see how she was doing. She sits in her hospital bed, IV in her arm, staring at her journal.
[[Feel free to have characters stumble upon Mio at any point in this process. Also, nearby psychic types will definitely be able to pick up on Mio's pyschic transmissions although they may not be able to tell exactly what the content is because she is focusing her broadcast on her poor victim. (Basically, things are leaking out the edges because she's not being super careful about shielding.)]]