That is when it called out. Whatever it was caused a shrieking sound that almost could pierce the eardrums. Owen spun around just in time to be knocked down on his back. He didn't get to see what it was but it was powerful. Strong. His hands shout out onto the pavement scrambling around for the cell phone and his wife's version of a rift monitor.
His hand grabbed up the cell phone first. "Tosh? I don't think its just one!" His stray hand nabbed up the rift monitor and pocketed it. Toshiko would be monitoring it now. Owen pulled his Torchwood Four issue gun and pointed it down, ready for anything.
"I think there are several things heading for Cardiff."