#Psychic reading in Wembley

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Fear Her

I follow the Doctor out of the Tardis.

There’s a Shayne Ward poster advertising his greatest hits album tacked onto a fence.

“So, near future?” “I had a passing fancy. Only it didn’t pass, it stopped.”

We walk down the road with a ‘London 2012’ banner.

“30th Olympia.” I link my arm through his, “This is great.” He beams, “Only seems like yesterday a few naked Greek blokes were tossing a discus about… wrestling each other in the sands with crowds stood about, begging… no, wait a minute… that was Club Med.” He laughs at his joke, nudging me, “Just in time for the opening doo dah, ceremony… tonight, I thought you’d like that. The last one they had in London was dynamite. Wembley, 1948. I loved it so much and watched it all over again. Fella carrying the torch… lovely chap, what was his name?” I notice several missing posters tacked to the lamppost, moving closer to investigate, while the Doctor carries on oblivious.

“Doctor…”

He rambles on.

“Doctor?”

He continues.

“You should look.”

“Do you know those, those things?” He finally walks over to me, “Nobody else in this entire galaxy’s ever even bothered to make edible ball bearings. Genius.” He reads the posters, “What’s taking them, do you think?” He looks around the street, “Snatching children from a thoroughly ordinary street like this. Why’s it so cold…?” Is something reducing the temperature…?”

“It says they all went missing this week? What would do something like this?” I turn at the sound of a door opening, a woman dumps a recycling sack on the pavement outside her house and hurries back inside.

“Whatever it is, it’s got the whole street scared to death. Doctor, what…?” I turn to look at the Doctor, but he’s already at the other end of the road.”

I hurry along the road, a car jolts to a stop as the engine gives up. Stopping to watch there’s a council worker, approaching the vehicle.

“There you go. Fifth today. Not natural, is it?” “I dunno what happened, I had it serviced less than a month ago.”

“Nah, don’t even try and explain it, mate. All the cars are doing it. And do you know what? It’s bonkers. Bonkers.” The driver gets out of the car.

“Come on then, pal. I’ll help you shift it. The quicker you’re on the way, the happier you’ll be.” The two of them start to push the car.

“Do you want a hand?” I ask.

“No, we’re all right, love.” I grin, “No you’re not. I’m tougher than I look, honest.”

I position myself behind the car and help push. The engine suddenly springs to life, causing the councilman to fall over.

“Does this happen a lot?” “Been doing it all week.” He grunts.

“Since those children started going missing?”

“Yeah, I suppose so.” “Every car cuts out. The council is going nuts. I mean, they’ve given this street the works. Renamed it… I’ve been tarmacking every pothole…” He gestures proudly, “Look at that. Beauty, init? Yep! And all that is because that Olympic Torch comes right by the end of this close. Just down there. Everything’s got to be perfect, ain’t it? Only it ain’t.” “It takes ‘em when they’re playing.” “What makes them?”

“Danny… Jane… Dale… snatched in the blink of an eye.” I can hear the Doctor pleading to a man, who looks about to beat him up.

“We’ve had plenty of coppers poking around here, and you don’t look, or sound, like any of them.”

The Doctor points at me, “See, look! I’ve got a colleague!”

I give the man a wave.

“Well, she looks more like a copper than you do at least.” The Doctor brandishes the psychic paper at the man.

“What are you going to do?” “The police have knocked on every door, no clues, no leads, nothing.”

“Look, kids run off sometimes, all right? That’s what they do…”

“Dale Hixon in your garden, playing with your Tommy, and then…!” The old woman mimics something disappearing, “Right in front of me, like he was never there! There’s no need to look any further than this street. It’s right here amongst us.” “Why don’t we…” The Doctor starts.

“Why don’t we start with him.” A neighbor points at the councilman, “There’s been all sorts like him in this street, day and night.” “Fixing things up for the Olympics!” Everyone starts shouting at each other.

I cover my ears, “SHUT UP!”

They all stop.

“Now then. In the last six days, three of your children have been stolen. Snatched out of thin air, right?” The Doctor asks.

The old woman raises her hand, and the Doctor motions for her to go ahead.

“Look around you… this was a safe street ‘til it came. It’s not a person. I’ll say it if no one else will. Maybe you’re coppers, maybe you’re not. I don’t care who you are. Can you please help us?” I notice a little girl watching us from the window.

The assumed mother notices me watching and turns around to look up at the window before hurrying back inside.

The Doctor and I stand outside the man’s house, the Doctor is sniffing around the front lawn like a drug dog.

“Can you smell it?” I smell the air.

“What does it remind you of?” “Metal.”

The Doctor nods, “Mm-hm!” The Doctor waves to the man before we exit the yard.

We walk down a narrow alleyway.

“Danny Edwards cycled in one end but never came out the other.” He seems to feel something again, “Whoa, there it goes again!” He shows me the back of his hand, “Look at the hairs on the back of my manly hairy hand.” I inhale again, “And there’s that smell… it’s like a… burnt fuse plug or something.” “There’s a residual energy in the spots where the kids vanished. Whatever it was, it used an awful lot of power to do this.”

I’m walking a few paces behind the Doctor when I notice a ginger cat.

“Aren’t you a beautiful boy?”

I pet him, “My grandma use to have one like you.” The cat meows.

I turn and see the Doctor watching uncomfortably.

“What?” “I’m not a cat person. Once you’ve been threatened by one in a nun’s wimple, it kind of takes the joy out of it.” The cat wanders over to a cardboard box.

“Come here, baby.”

The cat climbs inside the box.

“What do you wanna go in there for?” There’s a whooshing sound, and the cat’s meow echoes slightly. I peer inside the box, it’s empty.

“Doctor?” He hurries over to me.

I stand up as the smell hits me.

He waves the smell away and picks up the empty cardboard box, “Iron residue. Blimey! That takes some doing!” He turns the box around, impressed, “Just to snatch a living organism out of space/time. I’m impressed.”

“So the cat’s been transported?”

“It can harness huge reserves of ionic power.” He points out, “We need to find the source of that power.” He looks around, “FInd the source and you will find… whatever has taken to stealing children and fluffy animals. See what you can see.” He taps me on the shoulder, “Keep ‘em peeled, Abby.” I nod, and he walks off.

I walk down a dead end. It’s eerily quiet except for a dog barking. Something crashes from inside one of the garages. I turn. The initial crash is followed by several smaller ones as I approach the garage door.

“Is that you kitty? Are you trapped?” There is a sound of something metal rolling along the floor from within. I put my ear against the door, and jump back at the sound of another crash.

I open the door and get attacked by a violent tangle of wires, making a strange buzzing sound.

I fall backward.

“Stay still!” The Doctor runs to me, pointing the sonic screwdriver at the giant scribble, and it convulses, collapsing into a small ball that falls into my hand.

The Doctor stands over me, “Okay?” He holds his hand out and pulls me to my feet.

“Yeah, thanks.” “No problem.” We both look at the object in my hand.

“I’ll give you a fiver if you can tell me what the hell it is.” He pokes it with the sonic screwdriver, “Cause I haven’t the foggiest.”

“Was it alive?”

He takes it from my hand, “Nope. It’s animated by energy. The same energy that’s snatching people.” He throws it up and down, “That is so dinky! The go-anywhere creature. Fits in your pocket… makes friends, impresses the boss… breaks the ice at parties…” He puts it in his pocket.

I laugh as we walk off.

The Doctor has put the object on the Tardis console for analysis.

“Oh, hi ho, here we go. Let’s have a look.” We watch the computer screen, which displays Gallifreyan symbols.

“Get out of here…” He takes a pencil from his pocket and holds the object out before him. He uses the eraser at the end of the pencil to rub out part of the object, “It is! It’s graphite! The same material as an HB pencil.” “I was attacked by a pencil scribble?” “Scribble creature.” He sniffs at it, “Brought into being with ionic energy. Whatever we’re dealing with, it can create things as well as take them. But why make a scribble creature?!”

“Maybe it was a mistake? I mean, you scribble over something when you wanna get rid of it. Like a drawing.” I realize something, “Like a child’s drawing.” He glances at me, “You said it was in the street.”

“Probably.” “The girl, something about her gave me the creeps, even her mom looked scared of her.”

“Are you deducing?” He leans in.

“I think I am.”

The door opens.

“Hello! I’m the Doctor and this is Abby. Can we see your daughter?” “No! You can’t.” The woman says.

“Okay! Bye.”

We start to walk away.

“Why?” We turn in unison.

“Why do you want to see Chloe?”

“Well, there’s some interesting stuff going on in the street, and I just thought, well, we thought, that she might like to give us a hand.” “Sorry to bother you.” “Yeah, sorry. We’ll let you get on with things. On your own. Bye again!” We turn and start to walk off again.

“Wait!”

We turn again.

The expression on the woman’s face is helpless.

“Can you help her?”

The Doctor smiles, “Yes, I can.”

I sit down on the sofa, while the Doctor flings his coat down next to me.

“She stays in her room, most of the time. I try talking to her, but it’s like trying to speak to a brick wall. She gives me nothing, just asks to be left alone.”

“What about Chloe’s dad?” “Chloe’s dad died a year ago.” Trish seems uncomfortable with the topic.

“I see.” “Well! Let’s go and say hi!” The Doctor speaks brightly.

“I should check on her first… she might be asleep.”

“Why are you afraid of her, Trish?” “I want you to know before you see her that she’s a great kid.” “I’m sure she is.” “She’s never been in trouble at school… you should see her report from last year. As and Bs.” She smiles at me, proud.

I smile back, “Can I use your toilet?”

She nods.

I leave the room, going up the stairs.

On the landing, there's a shadow blocking out the light from the crack beneath Chloe’s bedroom door, and there is the sound of movement from within.

I hide in a nearby cupboard, watching Chloe leave her room, and hear her go down the stairs.

I exit the cupboard and enter Chloe’s bedroom, looking at the hundreds of drawings covering the walls.

The wardrobe doors rattle and I jump, nearly knocking over a pencil holder. There’s a drawing of a boy, baring his teeth at me.

There’s another rattling from the wardrobe. I slowly open the door, peering inside. The wind is rustling the clothes. I part the clothes to see the back of the wardrobe, and a red light floods the space, reflecting off my face. There’s a picture of an angry bearded man, the light is coming from his eyes.

“I’m coming…”

“Doctor!”

He runs into the room, slamming the wardrobe doors.

“What the hell was that?” Trish asks.

“A drawing of an angry man.” “What man?” She tries to open the doors, but I stop her.

“What’ve you been drawing?” “I drew him yesterday.” “Who?” “Dad.”

“Your dad? But he’s long gone. Chloe, with all the lovely things in the world, why him?” “I dream about him, staring at me.” “I thought we were putting him behind us. What’s the matter with you?” “We need to stay together.” “Yes, we do.”

“No. not you. Us. we need to stay together and then it’ll be all right.” Trish goes over to her, putting her hands on her daughter’s cheek. Chloe flinches.

“Trish, the drawings, have you seen what Chloe’s drawings can do?” I ask.

She speaks coldly, “Who permitted you to come into her room? Get out of my house.” “Tell us about the drawings, Chloe.” “I don’t wanna hear any more of this.” But that drawing of her dad… I heard a voice. He spoke.” “He’s dead. And these, they’re kids’ pictures. Now get out!”

“Chloe has power. And I don’t know how, but she used it to take Danny Edwards. Dale Hicks, she’s using it to snatch the kids.” “Get out.”

“Have you seen those drawings move?” “I haven’t seen anything.” She denies.

“Yes, you have. Out of the corner of your eye.” Trish turns to him, “No.”

“And you dismissed it, because what choice do you have when you see something you can’t possibly explain?” The Doctor moves over to her, “You dismiss it, right? And if anyone mentions it, you get angry, so it’s never spoken of, ever ag…” “She’s a child…” “And you’re terrified of her. But there’s no one to turn to, because who’s gonna believe the things you see out of the corner of your eye? No one. Except me.” “Who are you?”

“I’m helping.”

Back in the kitchen, the Doctor swipes a jar of marmalade off the counter, unscrews the lid, dips his fingers into it, and starts sucking the jam off. I clear my throat. He pauses, and I shake my head at him, mouthing ‘no’. The Doctor glances at Trish who is just staring at him. He meekly replaces the lid and pushes the jar behind him.

“Those pictures, they’re alive. She’s drawing people and they end up in her pictures.” “Ionic energy. Chloe’s harnessing it to steal those kids and place them in some kind of holding pen made up of ionic power.”

“And what about the dad from hell in her wardrobe?”

“How many times do I have to tell you? He’s dead.” “Well, he’s got a very loud voice for a dead man.” “If living things can become drawings, then maybe drawings can become living things…” He suddenly shivers violently, “Chloe’s real dad is dead, but not the one who visits her in her nightmares. That dad seems very real. That’s the dad she’s drawn and he’s a heartbeat away from crashing into this world.” “She always got the worst of it when he was alive.” “Doctor, how can a twelve-year-old girl be doing any of this?” He speaks after a pause, “Let’s find out.” He strides off.

We enter Chloe’s bedroom. She’s sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The Doctor stands before her, looking down at her.

She says nothing but does the ‘live long and prosper’ sign.

“Nice one.” He kneels in front of her, holding her head in his hands, fingers on her temples.

Her eyes roll in her head for a moment before closing. He closes his own eyes before Chloe suddenly falls backward on the bed.

“There we go…” Trish moves towards them in concern, “I can’t let him do this…”

I stop her, “It’s okay. Trust him.”

The Doctor straightens up, “Now we can talk.”

When Chloe speaks, her voice comes out as a strange whisper.

“I want Chloe. Wake her up. I want Chloe.” “Who are you?” The Doctor asks.

“I want Chloe Webber!” “What’ve you done to my little girl?” “Doctor, what is it?” The Doctor slowly walks around the bed, all while looking down at Chloe, “I’m speaking to you. The entity that is using this human child. I request parley in compliance with the Shadow Proclamation.” “I don’t care about shadows or parley.” “So what do you care about?” “I want my friends.” The Doctor kneels by her, “You’re lonely, I know. Identify yourself.” “I am one of many. I travel with my brothers and sisters. We take an endless journey. A thousand of your lifetimes. But now I am alone. I hate it. It’s not fair. And I hate it!” Her eyes snap open.

“Name yourself!”

“Isolus.” “You’re Isolus. Of course.” “Our journey began in the Deep Realms when we were a family.” She is drawing on a piece of paper next to her on the bed whilst speaking.

“What’s that?” The drawing begins to take shape.

“The Isolus Mother, drifting in Deep Space.” He stands, “See, she jettisons millions of fledgling spores. Her children. The Isolus are empathetic beings of intense emotions, but when they’re cast off from their mother, their empathic link, their need for each other, is what sustains them. They need to be together. They cannot be alone.” “Our journey is long.” “The Isolus children travel, each inside a pod. They ride the heat and energy of solar tides. It takes thousands of years for them to grow up.”

“Thousands of years just floating through space… I’m sure you play lots of games to pass the time.” I smile, “All that ionic energy must make wonderful worlds for you.” “Why did you come to Earth?” “We were too close.”

She rips the piece of paper she is drawing off the pad and starts a new one.

“That’s a solar flare from your sun. would’ve made a tidal wave of solar energy that scattered the Isolus pods.” “Only I fell to Earth. My brothers are sisters are left up there. And I cannot reach them. So alone.” “Your pod crashed… where is it?” “My pod was drawn to heat… And I was drawn to Chloe Webber. She was like me. Alone. She needed me. And I, her.”

The Doctor strokes Chloe’s head, “You empathized with her. You wanted to be with her because she was alone like you.”

“I want my family. It’s not fair.” “I understand. You wanna make a family. But you can’t stay in this child it’s wrong. You can’t steal any more friends for yourself.” “I am alone.” There is another thump from the wardrobe.

“I’m coming to hurt you.” Chloe starts to shake and tremble in fear, although her face remains impassive. There is a pounding on the door of the wardrobe.

“Trish, how do you calm her?” I ask, “When she has nightmares, what do you do?”

“I sing to her.” “Then start singing.” I lead her over to Chloe, letting her sit next to Chloe’s seizing body.

“Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree, merry merry king of the bush is he…” 

The banging and thumping on the door continue. The Doctor and I look over at it.

Trish continues singing until the voice eventually fades, and Chloe is asleep.

“He came to her because she was lonely… Chloe, I’m sorry.” She buries her head in her daughter's shoulder, arms around her, sobbing.

Trish strides around the sitting room, gathering all the pencils around the room, “Chloe usually got the brunt of his temper. When he’d had a drink. The day he crashed the car, I thought we were free.” I hand her a bunch of pencils.

“I thought it was over.” “Did you ever talk to her about it?” “I didn't want to.” “Maybe that’s why Chloe feels so alone. Cause she has all these terrible dreams about her dad, but she can’t talk to you about them.”

“Her and the Isolus… two lonely kids who need each other.”

“And it won’t stop, will it? It’ll just keep pulling kids in. Desperate to be loved.”

“It’s used to a pretty big family.”

“How big?” “Say around… four billion?”

The Doctor shrugs his coat on as we leave Trish’s house.

“We need that pod.” “It crashed, but if it’s sucking in all the heat it can, it should be good to launch, right?”

I spot Chloe from the window.

“It must be close. It should have a weak energy signature that the Tardis can trace. Once we find it, then we can stop the Isolus.”

“We can scan for the same trace we picked up from the scribble creature. Just need to widen the field a bit.” He pulls the Tardis key out and opens the door. We go inside.

The doctor fumbles with some device, putting it together.

“You knew the Isolus was lonely before it told you.” I look at him, “It’s because you've traveled on your own for so long isn’t it?”

He nods, “Give me the stina…” He pauses, “The thing in your left hand.”

I slot the thing into the device while the Doctor holds it still between his legs.

“I sympathize, that’s all. That’s why it went to Chloe, two lonely kids.” He blows on the device.

I stay silent, chewing my gum.

“Binary dot.” I hand him the binary dot.

“You’re being quiet.” He holds his hand out under my mouth, “Gum.”

I spit it into his hand, “It’s just… even with my three siblings, I always felt isolated from them. And all the cousins I have are older than me by two decades at least. It was fine at first, but then my siblings stopped wanting to do what I wanted, which is fine, but it’s like they didn’t care about me anymore. Had I been born in a different year, maybe the Isolus would’ve attached to me. I doubt my family would’ve even noticed a difference in me.”

“I’m sure they would’ve.”

“Maybe my sister and dad, but not the others. I’ve always been quiet.”

I notice the screen showing the pod in the street. I point at it.

“Everything’s coming up Doctor!” He scoots off towards the door.

I follow after him.

He shuts the door behind him, “Okay, it’s about two inches across. Dull gray, like a gull egg. Very light.” “So these pods, they travel from sun to sun using heat?”

There's a crash from behind me, the Doctor is gone.

“Doctor?” 

The Tardis is gone too.

I barge into Trish’s house.

“It’s okay! I’ve taken all the pencils off her!” I burst into Chloe’s room, grabbing the paper she was drawing on. It’s the Doctor and the Tardis.

“Leave me alone! I want to be with Chloe Webber! I love Chloe Webber!” “He was the only one who could’ve helped you, now bring him back!”

“Leave me alone! I love Chloe Webber!”

I turn my attention to the paper I’m holding, “Doctor, if you can hear me, I’m gonna get you out of there. I’ll find the pod.” I look at Trish, “Don’t leave her alone, no matter what.” I leave the room and go into the street. “Kel, was there anything in the street in the last few days giving off a lot of heat?”

He’s not listening, talking about a lump on the tarmac.

I think for a moment, “Hot tar.”

I turn and enter his van, grabbing a pickaxe out.

I ignore him, bringing the pickaxe down on the road, hacking until I have a hole. I grab the pod, “It went for the hottest thing in the street. Your tar!”

“What is it?” “It’s a spaceship!” I examine it.

I run into Trish’s house again, “I found it. I don’t know what to do with it, but maybe the Isolus will just hop on board.” I realize Trish is alone, “I told you not to leave her alone!” The commentator draws my attention.

The crowds in the stadium have vanished, leaving it deserted. Kel appears at the living room door, he starts to chastise me, but I point at the tv, “Shut up and look!”

I stride up the stairs and try to open the door, “Chloe, it’s Abby! Open the door! We found your ship! We can send you home!” I break the door down with the pickaxe, knocking the chair out of the way, and opening the door.

I start to go forward, but the wardrobe doors rattle particularly violently, and step back.

“If you stop Chloe Webber, I will let him out. We will let him out together. I cannot be alone. It’s not fair.” I hold out the pod to her, “I got your pod.” “The pod is dead.” Kel says something about a picture moving.

I look, there’s a sketch of the Olympic Torch next to the Doctor, and he’s pointing at it.

I run out of the house, listening to the commentator talk about the torch being a beacon of love.

I push through the crowds until a policeman stops me.

The torch bearer passes by and the pod begins to chirp.

I back out of the crowd, “You felt it, didn’t you?” I bring the pod close to my face, whispering, “Feel the love.”

I throw it into the air, watching as it draws to the torch. It lands in the flames and I cheer out.

I watch everyone get reunited, wondering where the Doctor is. I jump when someone touches my arm.

“I don’t know who you are, or what you did, but thank you, darling!” Maeve kisses my cheek, “And thank that man for me too!” She walks away.

I scan the street with growing anxiety, “Where is he? He should be here. All the drawings have come to life.” I look up at Chloe’s bedroom window, “That means all of them. No.” I run to the house and bang on the front door, “Trish, get out!”

“I can’t! The door’s stuck!”

I can hear Chloe’s scared voice.

“Chloe, listen to me. It isn’t real like the others. It’s just energy left over by the Isolus, but you can get rid of it!”

“Help us!” “I know you’re scared that he’s real, but he’s not, and you can get rid of him!”

“I’m with you, Chloe. You’re not alone. You’ll never be alone again.”

I pound on the door, “Sing again! Chloe, sing!”

I see the light fade as Chloe and Trish’s voices get louder.

I sigh with relief, sliding down the door, sinking to the floor.

Kel approaches me, “Maybe he’s gone somewhere.”

We enter the house, watching the tv.

“Eighty thousand people, so where’s the Doctor?” I whimper, “I need him.” “The torch bearer seems to be in a bit of trouble. We did see a flash of lightning earlier which seemed to strick him… maybe he’s injured… he’s definitely in trouble.” The torch bearer collapses, “Does this mean that the Olympic Dream is dead?” A familiar brown-clad arm picks up the torch.

I smile, “Doctor…” The Doctor starts to run with the torch alongside the crowds.

“There’s a mystery man, he’s picked up the flame… we’ve no idea who he is… he’s carrying the flame, yes! He’s carrying the flame and no one wants to stop him. It’s more than a flame now, Bob. it’s more than heat and light. It’s hope. And it’s courage. And it’s love.” The Doctor runs up the red-carpeted stairs with the torch, the spotlight following him. The Doctor faces the crowds with a huge grin on his face, whooping.

I creep up behind the Doctor, a grin on my face, “Cake?” He turns. I’m holding out a cupcake with edible ball bearings. He starts to laugh, and so do I.

He takes it from me, “Top banana!” He takes a bite out of it while I watch, grinning from ear to ear.

“Mm. I can’t stress this enough. Ball bearings you can eat, a masterpiece!” I watch him for a few more seconds before throwing my arms around him, holding tight, “I thought I’d lost you.”

“Nah! Not on a night like this! This is a night for lost things being found. Come on!”

Fireworks explode overhead as we walk down the street, hand in hand.

“You know what; they keep on trying to split us up, but they never ever will.” He looks at me, coming to a halt, “Never say never.” “Nah. we’ll always be okay, you and me.”

The Doctor looks skyward, reflecting for a moment, as though he senses something, “Something in the air. Something’s coming.” “What?”

We look up at the sky, which is lit up with fireworks.

“A storm’s approaching.”

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England take on Denmark for a place in the Euro 2020 final – Live

Live updates from Wembley Stadium where England and Denmark lock horns for a place in the Euro 2020 final on Sunday.

England aiming to reach first Euro final

Denmark won the European Championship in 1992

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Denmark lost opening two games

Kick-off: 19:00 GMT

Winners to face Italy in the final on Sunday

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5 mins ago (17:18 GMT)

England’s clean sheets

It’s remarkable that England have not conceded a single goal in the tournament so far – that’s five clean sheets.

They started off not scoring too many either – two goals in the three group matches. But scored six in the two knockouts, including a 2-0 win over Germany… much to the dismay of the ‘psychic’ elephant who predicted a German win!

Elephant Yashoda, an elephant oracle’ predicts Germany’s victory. Yashoda had correctly predicted all of Germany’s group phase matches [Leon Kuegeler/Reuters]

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Prediction time

With just under two hours left to kick-off, now is as good a time as any to get your predictions in.

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Just the two options (it’s a knockout). Vote now 👇

Who will win tonight’s #EURO2020 semi-final at Wembley? 👇

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🗣 “What would it mean to you guys to stop it ‘coming home’ tomorrow night?”

“Has it ever been home? Have you ever won it?”

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— ITV Football (@itvfootball) July 6, 2021

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Preview

Denmark will have to do what no team has done against England at the Euro 2020 to reach the tournament final: score a goal.

The Danes recovered from two losses in their opening games of the tournament and will take on England in the second semi-final at Wembley Stadium on Wednesday.

England, meanwhile, have not lost a match or conceded a goal so far at Euro 2020 and will be playing at their national football stadium.

Read our preview of the Euro 2020 second semi-final.

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PROPERTY OF NORFOLK POLICE DEPARTMENT → RESIDENT FILES.  

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SEXUALITY: BISEXUAL

PSYCHIC ABILITY: EMPATHY

OCCUPATION: LITERATURE MAJOR @ NORFOLK UNIVERSITY, PART-TIME BARISTA @ THE BREW.

ADDRESS: APT 53, WEMBLEY BUILDING, HARLEY CROSS RD, LITTLE FORTUNE

"See, the darkness in my life is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.”

TW: Death, graphic blood, suicide

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PERSONALITY → MBTI: INFP | + CREATIVE, SENSITIVE, ALTRUISTIC | - RESERVED, ANXIOUS, SELF-DESTRUCTIVE

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