Jack and the Doctor, and a man that could have been Ianto, in a room with a machine with a large blade. "What were they doing?" Sarah Jane asked, flashes of...something...going through her mind at that description. Whatever had happened, she'd seen it. She had to have, if it felt so familiar. Her voice was hollow as she spoke, though, knowing she wouldn't like the answer to her question.
When he started on the litany of blondes, Sarah Jane listened carefully, her mind racing to figure out which might be Rose, if any. "Did any of the girls speak? Rose has an English accent."
Of course the Management had been taunting them. Why else lock them in a cage to watch people be tortured on monitors, and be unable to help? The book and the white board and notes were just icing on their cruel cake. She shut her eyes, trying to force her brain to remember. It was something she should ask Jack about, when she had the chance. If he remembered, he at least would be direct about it. She wasn't sure she wanted to try and make Rose recount any of those sorts of details. But the scene of Jack and the Doctor and that room...something was very familiar about it, and she couldn't quite place it. Hopefully, Dr. Reid would be able to help her fill in the gaps.