This year you're spending your first holiday season alone. Due to your new job requirements you ended up stuck at a rented house, out in the countryside. Snowed in. Your HR was all gushy about your predicament and, in spite your protests, assured they'd send you a "substitute holiday cheer companion" from a "zoological outreach agency". Whatever all that meant, you do not know.

You look around the house. It's pretty austere in here. You turn back to the window, to watch the bleak winter landscape. As you do, you notice someone parked a delivery van... right up your your front door? Suddenly there's banging coming from it.

BANG BANG BANG!

Before you get a chance to open the door, the pin slips from the shaking lock and they fly open. A dark figure looms, framed by slowly falling snow. The thing that banged on your door a... gorilla???