Something weird had fallen through the rift; Team Torchwood had no idea what it was, never mind what to do with it.
More than anything, it resembled a very badly made balloon animal, all taut, shiny, multicoloured, sausage-shaped segments. It also appeared to have no fewer than twenty-seven legs, not all of them on the underside. Then again, it was hard to tell which way up it should be, especially since the creature itself didn’t seem to care, walking equally well on whichever legs happened to be touching the ground at any given time.
It was the weirdest thing ever!