This is just a short one. I'm not in the mood to write, nor relive the last few weeks.
Jack's gone.
Something took him.
Here one minute, gone the next.
I'm writing this blog on a plane to the Himalayas - order of Government.
Owen thinks it's a waste of time because Tosh hadn't picked up any Rift readings. But orders and orders and only Jack had the authority to say 'No' to White Hall. So here we are, heading to find out what's going on. Life without Jack - we just have to get on with it.
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