“IANTO!” Jack’s voice came through the comms., sounding more than a little panicked.
“Jack? What’s up?”
“I could really use your help here!”
“On my way.” Ianto drew his gun and set off at a run. “What is it?”
“Don’t know, but it’s big! No, huge, enormous, immense, massive, humongous, of mammoth proportions…”
“Okay, okay, I get the picture.” Ianto just hoped his handgun would be enough firepower to deal with this monster. He skidded to a halt beside Jack, looking around. “Where is it?”
“There,” Jack quavered, pointing.
Ianto looked and burst out laughing.
“Jack, it’s a stick insect!”