Prologue

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*Prologue*

A stone angel stood still a few feet in front of me. "Sally!" I called, not taking my eyes off of it, "Go! Get to the TARDIS! I'll be fine."

A blond girl protested, "Celeste, you'll go back to who knows when! Please come with us."

"And the Doctor'll be able to find me quicker if he has his TARDIS," I commanded, "Sally, leave now!" Her footsteps grew softer until it was just me and the weeping angel. Touch of an angel.

Touch of an angel. My eyes just wanted to shut.

Touch of an angel. Why try to stop it?

Touch of an angel. Touch of an angel. Touch of an angel. The simple phrase slipped in and out of my head as my eyes slowly closed.

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