Challenge 854 - Terrified
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m_findlowTitle: Terrified
Character: Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 854 - Afraid at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Ianto has a feeling that this is the end. A double drabble.
Ianto had never felt more afraid than he did right now. Not even when Torchwood Tower had become overrun with daleks and cybermen; not even when he’d braved those same corridors trying to find Lisa.
Being locked in a cellar and seeing that fridge full of butchered body parts was way worse. These were humans who had done that; murdered their own kind and cut them up for meat. He knew then that he was going to die down here. Those cannibals upstairs had come for him and Tosh to butcher them alive.
There’d be no humane death for them. He’d seen the bodies hanging from hooks in the roof, the blood collecting in buckets underneath them, and splattered all over the plastic sheets lining the walls. There would be no guns, only knives, and they’d be cut and bled to death, or maybe just have body parts cut off whilst they were still alive, screaming in agony. Those animals would probably enjoy watching them suffer like that. Soon they were going to just be bits of meat in plastic bags, kept in coolstore until the cannibals felt hungry. Jack would never find them, not until it was too late.
Ianto had never felt more afraid than he did right now. Not even when Torchwood Tower had become overrun with daleks and cybermen; not even when he’d braved those same corridors trying to find Lisa.
Being locked in a cellar and seeing that fridge full of butchered body parts was way worse. These were humans who had done that; murdered their own kind and cut them up for meat. He knew then that he was going to die down here. Those cannibals upstairs had come for him and Tosh to butcher them alive.
There’d be no humane death for them. He’d seen the bodies hanging from hooks in the roof, the blood collecting in buckets underneath them, and splattered all over the plastic sheets lining the walls. There would be no guns, only knives, and they’d be cut and bled to death, or maybe just have body parts cut off whilst they were still alive, screaming in agony. Those animals would probably enjoy watching them suffer like that. Soon they were going to just be bits of meat in plastic bags, kept in coolstore until the cannibals felt hungry. Jack would never find them, not until it was too late.
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Date: 2025-03-02 10:46 am (UTC)