Beneath Twin Suns

Still holding her newly injured wrist tight, Yasmin scrambles to her feet. She’s covered in grass and dust — red grass and orange dust — and for a moment, she tries to explain it away with logic — It’s sunset. You’ve hit your head. You’re seeing things — but logic isn’t strong enough to keep her rising fear at bay.

She whirls around, desperately searching for the place from which she’d come, but there’s nothing, just a distant city edging up towards the horizon, comprised entirely of spires and towers and housed beneath a glass dome that seems straight out of a Stephen King book.

“Ryan!” she cries for the last time, voice edging up towards a yell, and she takes a few steps forward, hoping against hope that she’ll step back into Sheffield and the world will right itself.

Nothing changes.

After a responding to a strange call for help, PC Yasmin Khan finds herself trapped on an unfamiliar planet called Gallifrey and drawn into intrigue with a mysterious person who calls herself the Valeyard.