Most Rift retrievals were routine, but occasionally something went wrong. The team had split up, searching for what had come though; Ianto must have found it. The others heard a yelp through their earpieces then silence.
When they reached Ianto, he was propped against a wall, stiff as a plank of wood, unable to move anything but his eyes.
“Ianto!” Jack gasped. “Can you hear me? Blink once for yes and twice for no.”
Ianto rolled his eyes.
“What does that mean?” Jack asked, confused.
“That you’re a moron,” Owen scoffed. “Ianto, if you can hear me, blink once.”
TBC in Part 2