Up, up, up, UP--
"We will shortly be arriving at: London Kings Cross - our final destination. Thank you for travelling with us. Please remember to take all your belongings with you when you exit the train..."
Something white and massive zipped right in front of them, out of thin air back into nothingness - the away team could only barely make out individual segments and black windows, as the relic of the past cut through the grass like knife through butter, the might and speed of it's movement pushing the air backwards, forcing the bushes and young trees to bend low to the ground.
Just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, leaving behind only ringing silence. The chroniton concentration began to decline.
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