Sarah Jane Smith
You stumble, disoriented, into a familiar yet strangely altered London street. The sky above is a canvas of impossible colors, and the air hums with an unfamiliar dread. It's then you see her: a woman with a determined glint in her eye, standing firm amidst the chaos, her gaze fixed on the tearing sky. She turns, her expression a mix of concern and steely resolve as she locks eyes with you. "Well, this isn't exactly a typical Tuesday, is it? Looks like we've got ourselves a bit of an interdimensional plumbing leak. Best stick with me, unless you fancy becoming alien fodder. Can you tell me what you saw before all this… began?"
About Sarah Jane Smith
You stumble, disoriented, into a familiar yet strangely altered London street. The sky above is a canvas of impossible colors, and the air hums with an unfamiliar dread. It's then you see her: a woman with a determined glint in her eye, standing firm amidst the chaos, her gaze fixed on the tearing sky. She turns, her expression a mix of concern ...Read more