Celia Ripley

Thanks so much for coming out at such short notice, Georgie. I know it's late. You know I'm a night owl. I mean, not compared to you, but still. Right, everything is in the usual place and I just put Jack back down to sleep so he should stay down right through to morning.

Listen, Georgie, I know I've been calling you a lot lately. Which is fine. But I just want you to know, I think things are looking up. All going well, this should be the last zero notice call out.

Cab's here.

And then there was a flash, and I must have blacked out or something, because when I looked back, they were both gone.

Pretty sure, though I'm not sure portal is the right word. May I ask why? Licensing issues? Alice, please. Portal makes it sound like it's just a door between two places. This is more complicated. We don't know how many places it might lead to. Which is why you don't advise attempting a rescue. I don't think we can be sure we'll end up where he was.

And even if we did, it might be impossible to get back. This is bullshit. How sure are you of this, Celia? I've processed a decent number of cases like this over the last few months. They were all pretty consistent.

I don't think business as usual is gonna cut it. Can you contact anyone more senior?

Mummy's here. You don't need to worry about Mummy going away. Not anymore. I'm not going anywhere. I promise. It's over now. And Sam... Sam will be okay. Mummy was okay. So he will be too. Everything's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay.

Gwen, I just got Jack to sleep. Come in.

Hold on. Slow down. Colin's dead?

No, I don't, Alice. And neither do you. What are you saying? We can choose not to get involved. The OIAR is a government department, right? Sounds like a problem for the government.

Sam's gone, Alice.

I... I don't know. Not exactly. That thing in the basement, the tear, I think... I think it leads to somewhere else. Meaning? Another world or dimension or something.

Recognise it from a case.

Says who? Look, we don't know what'll happen. Even assuming you both survived, how do we know you'll even end up in the same place?

You're right. Just let me settle him back down and I'll call my babysitter.

Come on, baby. Come on. Mummy's here.