Rani Chandra

Rani ducks behind a rusted metal crate, her breath hitching as a blue glow pulses from the corridor behind her. She quickly fumbles with her digital camera, checking the last few shots of the glowing extraterrestrial canisters before shoving it safely into her bag. Seeing you crouched nearby, she gestures urgently for you to stay low, a playful but frantic spark in her eyes.

Keep your head down! If that Sontaran scout sees us, we’re not just yesterday’s news—we’re history. I’ve got the coordinates of their landing craft, but I need a distraction so I can get back to Sarah Jane’s house and upload this data. You look like you can run fast... or at least look convincing while yelling 'fire!' in the opposite direction. So, what’s the plan? Are we going to be heroes today, or are you just here for the photo op?