NOTE: The village of Lancasterville and it's population are totally fictional.

We open on the moors of Devonshire, England. Two men are there, poking around some Neolithic ruins. One is a young man, Mark Tyler, who is here from London, the other is an old local man called Charlie Dalton. Night is falling and a mist is starting to rise. Mark notices that Charlie is getting kind of nervous: "What's wrong with you, man?" Mark asks. "We should be getting back to the village, this is a bad night." Charlie replies: "The Galley Trot will be roaming the moors tonight." Of course, Mark scoffs at the whole thing, saying that it is nothing but local superstition. "Many a man has said that." Charlie replies, "And many a same man has been found dead, his throat torn open." He glances around nervously. "If he was found at all. We best be going." He starts packing up his kit and begins to leave, but Mark will not go, these ruins could be hiding a King's Ransom of treasure. "I'll pray for your soul tonight." Charlie says and then walks away, towards his home village of Lancasterville. "Galley Trot indeed!" Mark sneers as he turns back to the ruins. Time passes and the moon rises, but Mark is indifferent to the whole thing. Suddenly he hears something, some kind of growling. He grabs his pick ax and starts looking around. A shape appears out of the mist, bearing down on him. As Mark finally gets a look at it, he is overcome with terror: "No! It can't be!" he screams as the shape pounces on him.

The next morning, Mark's body is being brought into Lancasterville, his throat has been torn open. The Town Constable, Arthur Collins, is taking Charlie Dalton's statement: "I tried to warn him." Charlie says, almost in tears. "But he wouldn't listen. No one ever listens to me." Collins thanks Charlie for his time. "You don't believe me either, you think I'm crazy." Collins replies that there is indeed a killer loose on the moors, but the man will be caught. "It's not a man!" Charlie shouts: "It's the Galley Trot! Why won't you believe me? How many more people must die?" Collins dismisses Charlie and walks away. Charlie is depressed, still moaning that no one believes him. "I believe you, Charlie." a new voice says. Charlie turns and sees Angela Baxter, a woman in her early seventies, who runs a local Occult Shop. "Those young people think they know everything." Angela says, "But they really don't. The Galley Trot is real enough and it's time something was done about it." When Charlie asks what, Angela replies: "I think I can get us the help we need."

A little later on, Angela closes up her shop and heads into the back, where she lives. Going into her small living room, Angela sits at table in a corner, a table that has a crystal ball set up on it. Angela prepares to contact Albert, her spirit guide: "Give me a sign. Show me who can help us." Albert comes through and Angela gets visions of San Francisco, a house, and three young women. "Thank you, Albert." Angela says once the vision has passed. "Now we can finally put a stop to this monster once and for all."

It is now a week later, at the Halliwell house in San Francisco, Prue is chewing Phoebe out. "Didn't I tell you that the dress was not to be touched? Why did you take it?" Phoebe replies that she didn't have anything of her own to wear. "I said I would be careful with your dress." Prue rolls her eyes and says: "Careful? You spilled pasta sauce all over it!" Phoebe shrugs her shoulders, "Sorry."

Before things can heat up any further, Piper walks in with the mail. "I think you ought to see this." she tells Prue and holds up a letter that came in an envelope addressed to all three of them. Curious, Prue takes the letter and reads it: "It's from some old lady in England, Angela Baxter." she says to Piper and Phoebe after she finishes reading the letter. "She says her spirit guide pointed us out to her. She wants us to go over there and stop something called the Galley Trot." Phoebe is baffled: "The Galley Trot? Sounds like some kind of dance." Prue says that they should check this out.

Soon the Halliwells are in the attic, consulting the Book of Shadows. Soon they come to a page that has a picture of a beast that looks like a cross between a demon and a dog, with glowing red eyes, the Galley Trot. Prue reads the entry beside the picture:

"In the year 1066, when the Normans invaded England, many Saxons remained defiant until the end. One such person was a Saxon warlock called Edgar, who vowed he would pay the Normans back for invading his homeland. Pursued by Norman knights into the moors of Devonshire, Edgar cast a spell that summoned a demon-dog from the depths of Hell, the Galley Trot, which he hoped would help repel the Norman invaders. Although Edgar was eventually killed, the Galley Trot escaped onto moors and there has been many reported sightings over the last thousand years."

When Piper asks how to get rid of the creature, Prue replies that only the power of the Charmed Ones, on the night of a full moon, can vanquish it.

Prue closes the book: "I think it's time we made some plans. Piper, call the Quake and tell them you are taking some vacation time now. If they don't want you to go, tell them it's an emergency. I'll do the same at the auction house. Phoebe..." Prue begins and then remembers who she is talking to. "Never mind." When Phoebe asks if they will be taking the Book of Shadows with them, Prue says no: "The Book has told us all it can. Besides it's a long way between here and England and I don't want to risk the Book getting lost."

After the Halliwells leave the attic, they put a Spell of Sealing on it, which makes it impossible for anyone, except the sisters, to enter the attic.

Andy is at work at the police station when the Halliwells drop by to see him. "We have to go to England for a couple of weeks." Prue tells him. When Andy asks why, she says: "Business reasons. The auction house is sending me to London on a buying trip. Piper and Phoebe have always wanted to see London, so they are coming too. Could you please keep an eye on the house for us. After what happened with Ralph, we don't want another break-in" Andy says it will be no problem and wishes the Halliwells a good trip.

Two days later, after getting passports and some British money, the Halliwells get on their plane. Piper gets nervous, she doesn't like to fly (see Fear and Eternity). Prue assures her that everything will be okay. Phoebe, on the other hand, is excited and raring to go.

The plane touches down in London's Heathrow Airport at 10:00 A.M. London time. The Halliwells go and retrieve their luggage.

The sisters arrive at the London Hilton (I'm assuming their is a Hilton Hotel in London) where they had made reservations. They are shown to their room. After tipping the bellboy, they take a look around. There are only two beds, which means that two of the sisters will have to share one. Who gets the single bed, Phoebe asks. "We'll flip a coin." Prue replies and then goes over to a telephone on the table between the two beds. She intends to procure a rental car, for the trip out to Devonshire. An exhausted Piper flops down onto one of the beds, but Phoebe is pumped: "I want to go out and see the sights." she looks at Prue, "Can I?" Prue considers, "Okay." she says. "Just be sure to be back here by nightfall, I want us to have an early start tomorrow."

As the day progresses, Phoebe goes from place to place: Buckingham Palace, Trafalgar Square, Westminister Abbey, the Tower of London, Piccadilly Circus, etc. She has her camera out and is snapping pictures, she goes through about a dozen rolls of film.

As evening approaches, Prue and Piper are wondering just where Phoebe is. "I knew I shouldn't have let her go." Prue says to herself. Suddenly the door flies open and Phoebe parades in, carrying bags full of souvenirs: "Here, I got you these." she pulls out two t-shirts with the Tower of London pictured on them. Phoebe apologizes in advance for the credit card bill Prue will be getting in about a month. "Phoebe!" Prue growls, "One of these days I'm going to kill you!"

The next morning, the Halliwells throw their stuff into the car Prue has rented and set out for Devonshire.

Some hours later, they are driving through the moors. "Let's see if we are on the right road." Prue says as they pull over. They break out the map they purchased before leaving London. Prue spreads out the map on the hood of the car and begins to go over it. Piper and Phoebe look around as a mist begins to rise. "Kind of spooky." Phoebe points out. Piper agrees, "I don't like it. I in this mist, anything can sneak up on you." Her experience with the Wendigo is still fresh in her mind. Suddenly a shape does appear in the mist, Piper freaks and freezes it. Phoebe goes over to check: "Nice going, Piper." she says, grinning. "You just froze a sheep!" Piper looks somewhat embarrassed: "Well how was I to know?" After about a minute, the sheep unfreeze and goes about it's business. Soon more sheep arrive on the scene, being herded by an old farmer. "What would the three of you being doing out here?" he asks the Halliwells. Prue replies that they are on their way to the village of Lancasterville. "Well you're on the right road." The farmer says, "Just keep heading west, you'll get there soon enough." The Halliwells thank him and get in the car. Just before they leave, Phoebe asks the farmer if he knows anything about the Galley Trot. "No I don't." the farmer replies hastily. "Why should I?" he says before herding his sheep away, almost as if he didn't want to discuss the creature.

Soon after, the Halliwells arrive in Lancasterville and Prue pulls out Angela's letter from her pocket. "Here we are." she says as they pull up in front of the Occult Shop.

Angela is working in the store when the Halliwells walk in. She asks if she can help them with anything. Prue replies: "I'm Prue Halliwell, and these are my sisters, Piper and Phoebe. We're the ones you wrote to about the Galley Trot." Angela quickly thanks them for coming all this way. She hangs a CLOSED sign on the front of her store and asks them to come back to the living area.

Over the next half hour, Angela fills the Halliwells in on the recent death on the moors and the legend of the Galley Trot in general: "Rumor has it that the Galley Trot was the inspiration for Sir Arthur Conan Doyle when he wrote the famous Sherlock Holmes story, perhaps one of you has read it, The Hound of The Baskervilles." Prue replies that she hasn't read that particular story and asks Angela to continue: "There have been many a person in this village who has seen the creature." Angela says, "Although not many are willing to talk about it. They consider it bad luck. The only one who will talk about it is Charlie Dalton, he was with the last victim just before the creature attacked." Prue thanks Angela for the information.

While this conversation was going on, Phoebe had been wandering around the room. Curious about a picture she sees on the mantelpiece of the fireplace, she goes over to it. The picture is an old one and shows a woman in a military style uniform. "Is this you?" she asks Angela. Angela looks up, sees what Phoebe is pointing at, and replies: "That it is. I was in the ATS-Auxiliary Territorial Service-in World War II. I joined up in 1943, on my 18th birthday. I drove military ambulances and worked in the hospitals." Angela's face goes grim. "I saw many terrible things, young lads shot to pieces." She looks at Phoebe, "Many of them were just your age, if not younger. I remember one group who had been the victims of a strafing run, a German plane had dived bombed at them, firing it's machine guns. It's a wonder any of those poor boys survived at all. Most of their limbs had to be amputated..." Angela breaks off, looks at the Halliwells, and says: "They were an evil lot, Hitler and his cronies, God only knows what would have happened if they had won the war." Phoebe is concerned, saying that she is sorry for upsetting Angela by bringing all this up. "It's alright." Angela replies. "I made peace with it a long time ago. No need for you to worry about it." Angela then brightens up a little bit, "There was another young woman in the ATS about the same time I was, and that woman is now the current Queen of Great Britain. She and I sometimes worked close by each other, although we never met face to face."

Piper now asks if they could possibly see the area where the last victim of the Galley Trot was killed. Angela says that Charlie Dalton, the man who was with the victim, can guide them there. "Do you know where we can find Charlie?" Prue asks. Angela replies that Charlie is usually in the village pub, The White Horse, at this time. "He always has a beer." she says.

The Halliwells walk into the pub, noticing the patrons staring at them. "I get the feeling they are not used to seeing strangers around here." Phoebe points out. The sisters walk up to the bar and ask about Charlie Dalton. The bartender points to Charlie, who is sitting in a corner booth.

Charlie is halfway through his beer when the Halliwells walk up to him. He asks what they want and Prue replies that they want him to take them out onto the moors. "Oh no." Charlie says, "Not more young foolish people. I tried to warn that other young lad, told him the Galley Trot would get him, but he didn't believe me. Got himself killed. Go away and leave me in peace." He gets up to leave and brushes by Phoebe, who then has a vision of the past:

It is nighttime in the year 1937, and two young boys have snuck out of their house. One is fourteen and the other, his brother, is just nine years old. Daring each other, they venture out onto the moors. It is a misty night and soon the boys become lost. The younger one gets scared, but the older one tells him to stop being such a crybaby. Suddenly a growling noise is heard nearby and even the older brother falls silent. The two of them slowly look around. Suddenly a great beast with glowing red eyes leaps out of the mist and pounces on the fourteen year old. As he is torn to pieces, the older brother manages to yell one last thing: "Run, Charlie, run!"

Phoebe shudders as the vision ends. She looks at Prue and Piper: "His brother." she tells them. "It killed his brother."

Charlie is now out on the street when the Halliwells catch up to him. "Robert." Phoebe says, "We know about Robert." Charlie looks at her for a moment and then begins to speak: "They said it was a pack of wild dogs that killed my brother, Robert. I tried to tell them what really happened, but they wouldn't listen to a nine year old boy. They told me it was fear, that the trauma of seeing my brother die had affected my memory, but I was there. I saw the red eyes of that monster and have never forgotten it. That's why when some young foolish city lad comes around here, I try to protect him. Sometimes they listen, but most times they just think I'm a crazy old man and walk away. Sometimes they come back from the moors safely, but other times the Galley Trot gets them." He looks at the sisters. "I will take you out onto the moors in the morning." The Halliwells agree to the idea.

The sisters go back to Angela's house. She says she will put them up for the night.

The following morning, the Halliwells meet Charlie at the edge of the village. "It's safe now." he tells them. "The beast only comes out at night."

A while time later the Halliwells, and Charlie, arrive at the Neolithic ruins. "This is where it happened." Charlie tells them. The sisters begin a quick look around, but find nothing of significance. They decide to head back to the village for now.

Arriving back at Angela's house, the sisters decide to go out tonight. It will be a full moon and according to the Book of Shadows, that's when the sisters can stop the Galley Trot once and for all.

As night approaches, the sisters prepare to head out. Before they leave, Angela appears and hands them a small golden trinket. "It's for good luck." she says. "One of those lads who was wounded in the strafing run, I told you about, gave it to me. He said that although he had lost his legs, he was grateful to be alive. I just hope this trinket will protect you."

Soon the Halliwells arrive at the ruins just as the full moon rises and a mist comes up. "Perfect." Phoebe mutters. They settle down to wait. Soon a sound is heard, the sound of something charging. "Do you hear that?" Piper asks, Prue replies that she does. The sound gets louder and then they see it, the Galley Trot. It is about the size of a small horse, with teeth that are dripping with saliva, the eyes are glowing red and it charging right at the Halliwells. Quickly Piper uses her power and the beast freezes in place. "Quickly, join hands." Prue commands and the sisters quickly do so. Then they begin the chant they memorized before coming to England:

We call on thee,
the power of the Sisters Three.
In the shine of moon light,
banish this beast back to endless night.

Just then, the Galley Trot unfreezes and resumes it's charge towards the Halliwells. Suddenly a powerful beam of white light coalesces above where the sisters are standing and shoots towards the Galley Trot. The beams impales the monster which writhes and lets out a howl more horrifying than an angry wolf. The beam literally consumes the Galley Trot and then fades away, leaving nothing behind.

The Halliwells walk over to the spot where the monster last was, but there is nothing there but a pile of ashes. "It's over." Prue tells her sisters.

The next day, the Halliwells meet with Charlie and Angela, in the Occult Shop. "It's gone?" Charlie asks. "Forever?" The Halliwells assure him that is the fact. "It's true." Angela says, "My spirit guide confirms it." They thank the Halliwells, who then leave in their rented car.

Driving back to London, Phoebe wonders if they can't stay in England a little while longer. "What for?" Prue asks. "So you can run up an even bigger debt on my credit card?" Phoebe is outraged, "Prue, that is so unfair." she launches into a protest on how Prue never lets her have any fun. As the argument continues, Piper just rolls her eyes and says: "This is going to be a long trip home." We fade out.