Every child on Earth suddenly stops, stares, and screams in unison—because apparently, sleepovers weren’t creepy enough already.
Short Synopsis
Children all over the world suddenly freeze mid-step and chant in perfect harmony: “We are coming.” Meanwhile, Torchwood finds itself targeted by its own government, and Jack discovers that his immortality isn’t nearly as convenient when someone sticks a bomb inside him.
Extended Storyline
We open on an ordinary morning—schools bustling, buses honking, and Cardiff blissfully unaware that the next five days will redefine “bad week.” Suddenly, every child in the world stops moving. Not some of them. All of them. At once.
Then, in eerie synchrony, they start chanting: “We… are… coming.”
It’s creepy, it’s global, and it’s the sort of thing that makes you check your kid for alien Wi-Fi. Torchwood leaps into action—well, the three surviving members anyway. Jack, Gwen, and Ianto scramble to figure out what’s happening while simultaneously dodging bureaucracy, secrecy, and bad coffee.
Meanwhile, in Whitehall, we meet the civil servants of doom: Prime Minister Brian Green and Permanent Secretary John Frobisher, played with the weary panic of men who know they’re about to be yelled at by aliens. Their government connections to Torchwood? Complicated. Their moral compasses? Malfunctioning.
Jack tries to coordinate with the authorities but quickly realizes the problem’s much older—and much more personal—than it seems. The last time the phrase “We are coming” echoed on Earth, Jack was involved. But this time, he’s not sure who is coming back… or what they want.
Meanwhile, Gwen discovers she’s pregnant (surprise!), which adds a new layer of anxiety to her day of dealing with creepy possessed children. She doesn’t tell Jack right away—probably because he’s too busy discovering that the government’s black ops division has decided Torchwood is no longer useful.
That’s right—Torchwood has been officially marked for termination. Apparently, saving the world is fine until it becomes politically inconvenient. Frobisher signs the order, and a team of assassins sets their sights on the Hub.
Cue chaos.
Jack goes home to visit his daughter Alice and grandson Steven—adorable, normal, and very much not ready for Grandpa’s day job to literally explode into their lives. But before he can play family man for more than five minutes, someone sneaks a bomb inside him. (Yes. Inside him. And no, there’s not a pleasant way to describe that.)
Back at the Hub, Gwen and Ianto are piecing together what’s happening when the hit squad strikes. The entire base is blown sky-high—with Jack’s body providing the fireworks. Ianto and Gwen barely escape with their lives as Cardiff’s most iconic underground lair becomes a smoking crater.
The explosion leaves Gwen and Ianto fugitives, Jack’s remains scattered across the landscape, and the world still gripped by alien interference. Children chant again: “We are coming… tomorrow.”
So ends Day One—with the heroes in hiding, the government lying, and a sense of dread thick enough to swim through.