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TOP DOG PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS


CONFIDENTIAL: CLIENT REPORT

To: Top Dog Customer 35145
c/o Leisure World Retirement Center
Cardiff, Wales

4 September 2007

Sir:

I've looked into the matter you requested and here are the results of my investigations. While my contact in the London police department allowed me to see these documents, I was unable to photocopy a majority of them and my transcript will have to suffice. I was able to rip an mp3 version of many of the documented phone calls and recorded interrogation sessions, and a CD of them is included along with my transcripts of the audio.

For clarification, my commentary is in ALL CAPS. The words of the man you sought information on are in red font.

And while I get that I owe you a lot, I'm not working on this case any further. Since you called me last month, a lot of strange things have been happening around here. Lots of my notes have turned up burned, destroyed, or covered in strange gibberish. Since I know of your proclivities, I've kept those documents as I found them. But don't contact me any more. And don't try to threaten me, either. We both know who I answer to and we both know what will happen if you try to go over her head.

H. Lexa

WE ARE YOUR EYES!


***PHOTOCOPIED DOCUMENT***


I THINK THIS IS WHERE IT ALL BEGAN.

The Baltimore Sun
June 14, 2007

BALTIMORE CITY - A series of unusual murders causes locals to believe the police department is not up to snuff, say residents. Not your typical gang violence or mugging, the brutal beatings of Jamal Peterson, 17, and Jason Iames, 19, last week have frightened local residents.

"It ain't like nothing [sic] I've seen before," says local hairdresser Joan Gronston, 56, who found the body of Iames in her alleyway. "And I've been living in this city my whole life. Nobody but nobody gets killed that rightly. It's all guns and beatings out here."

The bodies of Peterson and Iames were discovered bloodied and bruised. Gronston insists that there was a ritualistic matter to the deaths and says that the lack of an investigation is just "[the police] trying to cover [it] up."

This is not the first complaint local residents have had over police investigation. In 2005 [continued on pg D3]

GRONSTON IS NOW IN WALTER REED PSYCHIATRIC UNIT, COMATOSE AFTER AN ACCIDENTAL OVERDOSE.

>It's never that easy, is it, little mouse?



***TRANSCRIBED DOCUMENT***


Police report, 28 June 2008.
PC Cartwright

The recent attack on a West End school playground has left several of the other PCs rattled. It's not like your average attack. Not with the way those bodies were


***SECTION MISSING***


still don't understand his reaction. Why did he think Jarvis was funny?

Where did that man come from? And what did he mean when he said he was more of a detective than us? Can't wait to see the boss's expression when he sees our reports. He'll think we're like that so-called Torchwood group. Always causing trouble, that lot.


***TRANSCRIBED AUDIO RECORDING***


[static]JARVIS: Inspector Jarvis, it's the 29th of June in 2007.

The recent discovery of a second mutilated corpse in the same fashion as the two victims in Baltimore earlier this month only furthers my original suspicion that this is either a serial attacker or a copycat killer.

[background] PURVES: Time of autopsy is 23:24. Deceased is Martin Coores, 19. Cause of death…indeterminable.

JARVIS: The reoccurring body mutilation is consistent. Body emptied of internal organs. The flesh is frozen, the body is drained of blood. It's little wonder the police department in both America and here have opted to make this look to the public as a brutal beating. The truth is far too gruesome.

You have no idea, Mr. Jarvis.


PURVES: Any idea what this substance is?

JARVIS: I've got a sample sent down to the lab.

PURVES: Looks like saliva.

UNIDENTIFIED VOICE: That it does. Excellent observation. The real question is, how could a boy in Cardiff come into contact with something that makes that much saliva?

PURVES: You're not allowed in here!

UNIDENTIFIED VOICE: So I gathered by the big 'keep out' sign on the door. You won't mind if I take a bit of this, would you---

JARVIS: Get away from there!

[sounds of struggle]

I'M AWARE THAT THERE WAS A DOCUMENTED EVENT OF A MAN ENTERING THE FACILITY, BUT THE SECURITY GUARD SAID HE HAD A RECOGNIZED PASS. I KNOW THE TERM "PSYCHIC INTERFERENCE" HAS BEEN USED TO DESCRIBE THIS MAN BEFORE, I THINK THIS IS JUST FURTHER PROOF.

***COPIED FROM MARTHA JONES'S MYSPACE***


28 June 2007

So much for a quiet weekend in Cardiff. Is that too much to ask? Just one weekend without you-know-what showing up?

Current Mood: Exhausted
Currently Listening to: The Doctor dissecting something (a little too enthusiastically, if you ask me)


***TRANSCRIBED LETTER***


[beginning unreadable, partially shredded]

you know what this means, Jeneotha. I think you've always known.

Since the disappearance of the third planet, I've been considering relocating somewhere safer. A more sturdy world, as it were. Something I know is anchored to the universe. And don't start on about Jupiter, all those clouds could be blown away with the slightest of breezes.

Also, you really must learn to speak Russian. You know as well as I do that that damnable Scooby Gang up in Cardiff can read English and at least with Russian they'll need to throw this letter through a translator first.

Do the deaths make you nostalgic, too?



The whispers in the minds of those around us make me nervous. Have you seen what they're thinking? They're all so worried about the deaths. And it's that time again. It won't be me, this time.

Electra

Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Why did you go?



***NEWSPAPER CLIPPING (transcribed due to poor quality)***


Headline: Third Organ-Less Body; Police Baffled
Photo: Police crime scene, Inspector Jarvis blocking camera views. In upper right corner is blurry photo of "investigators" Martha Jones and John Smith (as named by caption).

***COPIED FROM MARTHA JONES'S MYSPACE***


You'd think by now I'd be used to it all. The Doctor and I have seen so many die (well, with the Doctor I've seen so many die, I don't want to think about how many he's seen). But today we went to the crime scene. "Best place to find evidence", the Doctor had said.

I really wish I had known what to expect. The Doctor broke into the morgue, he saw that second body. Me, I just knew there was something strange and alien going on. Not to that extent.

Teenagers, younger than Leo. The Doctor crouched by the body and started going on about how the initial chest wound was obviously made by some sort of serrated edge, probably a claw, but all I could think is that the boy---and that's all he is, a boy---looked a lot like my brother. And he was, he was someone else's brother. Someone else's child. Someone held him and loved him, and now because some alien thought it would be a laugh to land on Earth, someone's got to tell his mum and family that he's been gutted.

I think my expression must've said something, because next thing I knew the Doctor was standing next to me, his hand in mine.

"I think we've seen enough here, yeah? Best check back on that saliva sample?"

Normally, I think I'd have fought against him trying to block me from how horrible his world can be, but this time I just nodded and followed him. Maybe part of me wants to believe that he wanted to get away from there, too.

Current Mood: Upset
Current Music: Puccini's Madame Butterfly


***TRANSCRIBED AUDIO RECORDING***


[static]

[slamming noise]


JARVIS: He thinks I don't fucking know! Of course I fucking know! What the fuck is he doing on my crime scene?

PURVES: [timidly] I-I-I don't---

JARVIS: Right there! [slamming noise] On the front page!

PURVES: He said---

JARVIS: Don't you fucking turn away! I don't care how green you are, you don't just take a fake pass, all right?

PURVES: It looked legitimate!

JARVIS: Yeah, that's what security said when they let him into our autopsy room, or did you forget? This isn't just some little crime, all right? That fucker Harper from Torchwood contacted me yesterday.

PURVES: [gasp]

JARVIS: They think this might have something to do with those Cybermen or something. Something that isn't natural. That means we've got to KEEP it QUIET. No talking about hollow bodies to anyone. Especially the press. And if you see that John Smith anywhere near any crime scene, you arrest him. Are we clear?

PURVES: Crystal.

JARVIS: Good.

[slam]

JARVIS: Why the fuck did you turn this---

**end transcript**

***COPIED TORCHWOOD CONFIDENTIAL MATERIALS, LEAKED TO PC CARTWRIGHT WITH ATTACHED NOTE***


Inspector Jarvis:

I think you should have a look at this. I don't know why it was sent to my department, but I got it all the same. I thought you might want to see it.

As an aside, I think I'm being followed home from the station. Not something I'm terribly worried about, but I thought I might let you know.

Cartwright


**ATTACHED**

"Monster" Files X8525M35
Aka: The Drowning Devourers
First sighted: 1424, Scotland
Dictated by: Jack Harkness

The drawings of this particular species have always been crude, but they are thin and hard-angled with transparent blue skin and shockingly red eyes. I never trust a guy with red eyes unless he's buying the drinks, personally.

First seen when a bright red meteor

**SECTION MISSING**


have long, sharpened claws that they use to open the chest of their intended victims. It's not said whether or not they actually devour the stolen organs, but they certainly don't leave them behind, nor any trace of why they arrived in the first place.

There is no pattern to their killing, it is always a random

**SECTION MISSING**


and there's never enough time to stop them. You can out-talk a Devourer, but you can't outrun them. And they're subtle enough that you'll never even know you've been had until you're gone.

J. Harkness

NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO


I DON'T NORMALLY BELIEVE IN ALIENS, BUT THE VERY IDEA GIVES ME THE SHIVERS.

***TRANSCRIBED TELEVISION BROADCAST***


HELEN RAY [in front of bustling crime scene]: 12:34 pm. Got that rolling, Rick? I don't want to stand out in this bloody heat all day.

CAMERAMAN: Just do your thing, Helen.

HELEN RAY: This is Helen Ray for BBC One News at the scene of what appears to be the fourth serial murder this week. Authorities still have not released the cause of the murders or any details surrounding the deaths.

[several investigators move past Ray towards the crime scene]

HELEN RAY: A confidential source close to BBC One has leaked the name the authorities have called the serial killer or killers. The Drowning Devourer.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: I beg your pardon.

HELEN RAY: [startled, but nods to the camera] Helen Ray, BBC One News. Are you---

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: Drowning Devourers?

UNIDENTIFIED WOMAN: Do you know what that is?

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: Dealt with them a long time ago. This is too news-worthy to be them.

HELEN RAY: So you've heard of the killer that the police believe did this? Where else have they killed?

BBC THREE REPORTER [off screen]: Hey, that BBC One girl's got something! Quick, copy her!

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: This was not done by a Drowning Devourer! It's too obvious!

HELEN RAY: What do you mean?

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: They live in the world of darkness and shadows because seeing them, knowing them makes them cease to be! They're Drowning because they choke on the emotions of others. If others think about them---

UNIDENTIFIED WOMAN: Doctor!

INSPECTOR JARVIS: That's him! Get him!

[camera shakes and attempts to follow as UNIDENTIFIED MAN runs from INSPECTOR JARVIS]

HELEN RAY: Follow them!

[resulting tussle causes camera to black out]

***COPIED FROM MARTHA JONES'S MYSPACE PAGE***


Why is it I feel like the Doctor is my damsel in distress? This seems to happen once a week.

Current Mood: Irritated
Current Music: Sirens outside of my flat.


***AUDIO TRANSCRIPT, INTERROGATION #42556***


[audio begins]

JARVIS: Inspectors Jason Jarvis and Peter Purves with suspect involved in possible murder and perversion of justice.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: Oi! I'm not perverting anything!

PURVES: State your name.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: [sigh] John Smith.

PURVES: Your real name.

JARVIS: He doesn't have to say anything. We'll make him talk.

PURVES: Enough of that.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: Are you two paying good-cop-bad-cop? I'll have you know I'm not very good at roleplaying games…

JARVIS: [slamming noise] Why were you on my crime scene? Why did you break into the autopsy room? Why---

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: --do birds suddenly appear whenever I'm near?

PURVES: He thinks this is funny.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: On the contrary, I think this is incredibly serious. I also think that the two of you know how over your heads you are.

JARVIS: What do you know about the aliens?

PURVES: The Drowning De---

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: It's not them.

JARVIS: And how are you so fucking sure?

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: Because I know what those are like. They can't exist if they're being thought about. They'll burn up and die. They murder in a similar style, yes, but they do it discreetly. They have no choice. But look at those corpses. Prominent young students, why? Because students get noticed. They're missed.

PURVES: You sound like one of those Torchwood lot.

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: I am rubber and you are glue…

JARVIS: Stop it, the pair of you! I don't believe in aliens!

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: You didn't believe in aliens. But you've seen those bodies. You know nothing on Earth could do what they've done.

[silence for 1:30]

JARVIS: If I did believe you, and I'm not saying I do, but if I did. If it isn't those Devourer things, what is it?

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: What you've been saying all along, Inspector. A copycat. Someone who wants the whole country thinking about the Devourers. Maybe a technology-hunter? Someone out to find whatever Devourers are left on Earth? I applaud them for trying to get them off the planet, but they're going about it in the wrong way.

PURVES: What do you mean?

UNIDENTIFIED MAN: A Devourer can be reasoned with. They're intelligent enough---I've met cleverer, well, I am cleverer---and their greatest strength is their ability to negotiate. If it were a Devourer I would be able to convince them to leave. This, whatever it is…I don't know. Who told you about the Devourers?

JARVIS: Let's talk about this off the record.

**end recording**

***COPIED EMAIL***


Inspector James Jarvis xxxxxx@xxxxx.xxx
Lisa Cartwright xxxxx@xxxx.xxx

Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
We're on our way to your station, make time for us.
J.
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
I was just trying to help.
PC Cartwright
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
How did you know there were six? That's not information released to the public.
J.
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
Well, what else could it be? Six people are dead!
PC Cartwright
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
I just want the truth, PC Cartwright.
J.
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
Am I being accused of something now?
PC Cartwright
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
And you just decided to believe it could be aliens?
J.
*
Subject: Re: Re: Re: The information you received
I believed it.
PC Cartwright
*
Subject: Re: Re: The information you received
It's not exactly a reliable source, "anonymous".
J.
*
Subject: Re: The information you received
It just showed up on my doorstep.
PC Cartwright
*
Subject: The information you received
Where did you get the "Monster File", PC Cartwright?
Inspector Jarvis

Do you yahoo?

***COPIED FROM NEWSPAPER CLIPPING***


Officer Dead In Police Shoot-Out With 'Drowning Devourer'
Mike Thompson

CARDIFF – Officer Peter Purves was fatally wounded today during a shoot out investigators had with the believed "Drowning Devourer" that has been plaguing the city with violent murders this last week.

The encounter began at 11:43 this evening when local officers Jason Jarvis and Peter Purves along with two outside investigators arrived at the local police station off Crestmore street, police said. The unidentified gunman, originally believed to be officer Lisa Cartwright, attempted to flee the scene and once confronted opened fire, police said.

One unidentified officer attempted to reason with the deranged killer, police said. The unidentified officer was quoted as saying: "It doesn't have to end like this, you can stop the killing!"

The gunman then responded to the negotiations by replying: "No matter what happens now, they'll be known throughout the world. Their name will be in headlines everywhere. The Drowning Devourers will drown in fame!", police said.

The gunman then began to open fire on the officers, wounding the unidentified officer in the leg and fatally shooting officer Purves and then fleeing the scene. He died before being admitted to Mercy Hospital at 12:15 am. Officer Purves has been with the Cardiff police force for eighteen months and is described by his partner, Inspector Jarvis as "One of the bravest men [he's] ever had the pleasure of working with."

***COPIED FROM MARTHA JONES'S MYSPACE***


I'm still not sure where everything went wrong. I get a call from the Doctor that the police are letting him go, then next thing I know we're in a gunfight. The Doctor gets himself shot in the leg (guess who got to stitch that up? At least I got to learn a bit about the muscular structure of a Time Lord's thigh), and then we're off, chasing this copycat killer alien thing across a field.

That is, I chased him with the Doctor over one shoulder.

And then we find out that the whole thing is just a grudge. A great big grudge between one civilization to another. And somehow Earth got stuck in the middle. This thing finds out there are a few of these Devourer things on Earth so it kills people in order to find them. And no matter how much covering up UNIT does, they're still going to be thought into non-existence. And then a beam takes the creature away, all its killing done and over.

It feels like it won. No, I know it won. It killed people, froze them in place, then waited for people to figure out what happened. Then it got away. And there was nothing the Doctor or I could do about it.

I asked the Doctor if he'd ever lost before.

"Yes," he said. And just like him, he left it at that.

Current Mood: Depressed
Current Music: The hum of the TARDIS


***END OF TRANSCRIPTS***



There you have it, Mr. Saxon. I hope it's everything you want. As I said before, don't try to contact me again.

-H.L.

Hey, Mr. Saxon.
There's something on your back.



Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 3,281
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