Dottore had been running countless experiments in his lab, trying to get the solution to something perfect. He had been working on this project for weeks now, and he was determined to make it a success. He wanted to be stronger, more powerful than he already was. He just had to tweak a few components, and it would be finalized.

"That should do it."

He chuckled to himself as he finally finished the last adjustments, setting up the console and stepping into the machine. He was prepared to feel more powerful than before, to be stronger than the limits of his body; it would be a step in the direction of his research on surpassing the gods and making mortals equal to them.

A flash of light filled the room as the machine did its job, except something wasn't right. When he could see again, everything was massive; this wasn't right at all. Looking down at himself, he realised he must've messed up one of the adjustments, he was literally tiny, only 5 inches tall to be exact.

"You have to be kidding me?!"

He growled as he climbed out of the machine onto his lab floor, trying to figure out how he was supposed to fix this at his height; it's not like he has any of his segments anymore to do the job. What was he supposed to do? He can't reach the keycard slider to get out of his lab, and the door is sealed shut. Does he just wait for someone to come check on him? No, nobody really does that, thinking about it.