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Weeping Angels"So you're sure you've only one here? No others?" a man of maybe twenty five asked, wathing the screen. Te screen held the same four-second loop of the statue of an angel.
"Im sure. That one is at the holding deck." a woman of maybe thirty replied. She had her arms folded and was putting most of her wieght on one side.
"Alrighty. The last of the Weeping Angels." the man replied with a thoughtful nod.
"Weeping Angels?" asked another woman of maybe twenty two. "What on earth do you meen?"
"Theyre a dying out spieces. If y-" started the man.
"Spieces? How are they a spieces?" the girl asked, frowning in disbelief.
"If you let me finish talking, I can explain..." he replied grimly, glaring at her. She put her hands up in surreder. "They can only move if nothing is watching them. They're creatures made of stone, you see."
The girl nodded. "Brilliant." she replied simply.
"Ah, yes, River, I need to talk to you." the man said, turning to the other woman. The woman blinked and looked at the ma
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