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dark.
    Billy had no qualms about staring at the girl. 'I think I'm bloody in here, mate,' he said.
     
    Hours later, Billy woke from a crazed sexual fantasy with an unbearable pressure on his bladder.
    He groped around in the dark, knocking into Chuck, who was snoring loudly. Susannah was right at the far end of the barn, having found some straw to sleep on. He vaguely remembered her making some heavy threat along the lines of
    'Either of you comes near me in the night and I'll have your goolies for breakfast', and decided against trying his luck.
    He walked towards the window, the grey hedges and dark sky glimmering against the pitch-black interior of the barn. He pulled himself through without injury - no mean feat
    - and walked a few paces around the side of the barn.
    Unzipped his flies. Felt waves of relief. Man, something he'd drunk over the last few hours had gone straight through him.
    He made the usual patterns against the stones and then, bored, stared upward at the sky, watching the clouds passing over the pinpoint brightness of the stars. Being a lad from the city, he'd never seen the stars as bright and as close as this.
    He was doing up his flies when he heard something land on top of the barn. He glimpsed inky-black, flapping wings.
    There was a guttural noise not unlike a cough, sounding like a gunshot
    in the still darkness. Probably just a crow.
    Billy walked back towards the empty window frame.
    There was a scrabbling sound from the roof, as if the crow was keeping pace with him. He glanced up, but could see nothing. For some reason his heart was pounding. Perhaps it was just the thought of going back inside, close to where the gorgeous Susannah slept.
    He placed one foot on the windowsill, about to push himself through.
    Without warning something smashed into his back. He lost his balance, swayed forward - then felt what seemed like a claw on his arm, pulling him backward.
    He tumbled on to the grass, face up. Night sky.
    Comforting clouds. Just a bad trip. Perhaps -
    With an otherworldly screech a creature, dark and flapping, arced down towards him from the sky talons outstretched.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 3
     
     
    One of the disadvantages of having to change UNIT HQ with the regularity that befitted a secret organisation was that you were never truly at home anywhere. At least, that's the way it seemed to Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. No sooner had the dust settled from one move than they would be off again. It made continuity a big problem.
    And few things irritated the Brigadier more than discontinuity.
    The daily file of normal UNIT business, brought to him by his adjutant Corporal Bell, was the usual mixture of interesting oddities, absurd speculation, and sensationalist rubbish. He glanced at the reports with disinterest. The first was from a police chief superintendent concerning several strange crop circles found over the last few months around Polesworth in Warwickshire. Could they, the policeman wondered, be connected with recent alien threats to Britain?
    The Brigadier scribbled a quick note to the effect that the chief superintendent would be better employed checking out the activities of young farmers after closing time at the local.
    A similar query from a constable in Wiltshire was also dismissed. A much more interesting report came from an RAF base in Leicestershire. Two pilots flying back from a night exercise near the town of Coalville had a close encounter with a bright, glowing object. Radio communication between the Harriers and the ground was lost for over a minute, and both RAF men reported that after having encountered a blinding light they had no memory of the ensuing period.
    Lethbridge-Stewart noted the file for further investigation.
    The reports were remarkably similar to those UNIT had received at the time of the Cyber invasion. 'Get the Doctor to have a look at that one, I think,' he said, and moved on to a report on increased radiation levels in the Solent just as his intercom