“Is anyone down here?” Jethro yelled, running through the dark basement. “Sally?”
He turned the corner and shined his light around the room until it landed on a scared girl’s face.
“Who are you?” She asked. “How do you know my name?”
“My name’s Jethro.” He answered, assuming this was the Sally Sparrow The Doctor had told him about. He handed her a torch and started to explain. “The Doctor sent me. He thinks you’re in danger.”
Sally turned it on and looked around the room. Her eyes widened in fear.
“Look over there. It’s moving.” She whispered.
The weeping angel shifted each time their light’s moved.
“We should get to the TARDIS.” Jethro warned, keeping his eyes locked on the statue. He grabbed Sally’s hand and yelled, “Come on, follow me.”