After the dark, rain drenched start of episode one, Torchwood’s second episode seems a strong contrast. There’s an atmosphere of happiness as Gwen and her boyfriend are out bowling and having a good time. Presumably, they’re celebrating Gwen’s transfer to “Special Ops”. Things are cut short when a meteor of some description strikes Cardiff, and Gwen receives a single word text message: Torchwood. Time to go to work.
It begins with a CSI style sweep over Cardiff, and a crime scene. There’s blood, a corpse, rain, forensics and the police.
Before anyone can do pretty much anything, they’re all cleared out. Torchwood, apparently, have told them to clear the area. Who are Torchwood? The attending officers are as in the dark as we, the audience, are. Special Ops, they say. As one welsh accented forensics officer says in the opening 5 minutes of Torchwood’s first ever episode - “There’s no procedure any more - it’s a f**king disgrace”. Thankfully, the episode isn’t.