It was a Late evening, and the wind howled outside the Doctor’s desolate and isolated Laboratory. Such conditions are expected during a Snezhnayan winter, where the snow falls for months on end.

Dottore was finalising his first trial of his recent experiment, when he heard a knock on the large, metal doors of his laboratory.

Dottore raised an eyebrow and scowled…who would dare disturb his genius when he was working?

“Who is it?” He asked, not in the mood to entertain guests.