Author's Notes:
My second drabble for Challenge 259 – Queues at tw100. I have no idea where this came from!

Summary: For Torchwood, even the most mundane parts of daily life can sometimes take a step into the Twilight Zone.

When Ianto found the small piece of alien tech while walking to work early one sunny morning, he thought nothing of it, just picked it up carefully, placed it in a bag and carried on walking.

Passing a bus stop, he didn’t notice the small queue of people turning and following him. The same thing happened at the next bus queue. Everyone he passed immediately stopped what they were doing and followed him.

Reaching the Plass, he glanced back and stopped dead. The long line of people stopped too.

Ianto pulled out his phone.

“Jack? I’ve got a slight problem.”