The masters crate was forced to change direction and moved into a narrow alley in an attempt to reach its destination.
A thick fog appeared from no where! The Master controlling the elements, brought the fog down to conceal his movements and restrict visibility.
This did not deter the Hunters who closed in and a desperate hand to hand fight ensued.
Darkness descended on Whitechapel as the sun finally set and the mood changed...
To be continued... ;)