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The Snowmen, Episode X of Series 7 (Christmas Special), was broadcasted on 25 December, 2012.
The year is 1842, and it is winter in England.
And a boy is building a snowman.
"Walter, Walter, don't you want to go and play with the other boys and girls? They're very nice." A woman called out.
"I don't need anyone else." Walter replied.
The woman sighed.
"He never talks to anyone! He's so alone! It's not right! It's not healthy!" The woman said in desperation, to the man who had just came out from the house.
The man put a hand on the shoulder, comforting her. The woman then returned to the house, with the man following her.
"I don't want to talk to them. They're silly." Walter patted the snowman.
"They're silly." A low voice repeated.
Walter looked around, but there is no one nearby.
"Don't talk to them. They're silly." Walter looked back at the snowman, realising where the voice came from. He turned away in fear, and ran away...
"Don't need anyone else..." The voice continued, and Walter stopped. He slowly turned back and walked slowly towards the snowman.
"I can help you." The voice said, as Walter walked towards the snowman.
"How?" Walter questioned.
"Don't let them know." The voice replied.
50 years later...
In a mansion with the large words "GI" emblazoned on it, there are workers are working on snowmen, either collecting snow from them or adding snow to it, into or from glass jars.
An old man approaches a large globe, which is surrounded by electricity.
"The last of the arrivals has been sampled." Walter said
"A great swarm is approaching: as humanity celebrates, so shall it end." A voice boomed.
"Will the final piece be ready?" The voice asked.
Walter scooped some snow from the jar and poured it into the globe.
"It's in hand. I serve you in this, as in everything else." Walter snared.
"And do you keep my secrets, those men who helped us tonight?" The voice boomed again.
"Won't be a problem. I promised to feed them." Walter replied.
"I will conceal this secret of ours." Walter said as he walked away.
The workers are grumbling outside the mansion, when suddenly Walter appeared on the balcony.
"Ah, beg pardon, Doctor Simeon... it's been a long day. I don't see any food here." A worker complained.
"I do." Walter scowled.
And suddenly snowmen appeared around the workers.
"What is this?" The worker demanded in terror.
"I said I'd feed you. I didn't say who to." Walter replied cruelly.
And with that, the snowmen gruesomely attacked the workers.
Walter smirked and walked away.
Meanwhile a blue box suddenly fades into the middle of a snow covered field...
...and out steps Amy and Rory, followed by the Doctor.
"So, TARDIS, where have you brought us now? "The Doctor joked, while rubbing his hands in the cold.
"Hey! You brought us here!" Amy laughed.
The Doctor smiled, remembering all the things that had recently so happened, and how thing had sorted themselves out. In addition, Anthony had gotten used to the 2010s, River and Anthony are enjoying their times as siblings, and Brian was pleasantly surprised by the turn of things he had not encountered.
Meanwhile, inside a tavern called "The Rose & Crown", a barmaid collects a few empty mugs...only for one of them to slip and fall...and shatter on the floor. Grumbling, she bent down to collect the pieces.
Ah, the wonders of how little things could affect bigger events.
And as the barmaid missed what could have otherwise happened, the Doctor walked past the tavern, and of course with his companions Amy and Rory. And so while they walked, suddenly a menacing snowman appears in front of them.
"Ha! Interesting!" The Doctor spun around, whipping out his screwdriver.
"Possibly alien snow." The Doctor mused, allowing the snow to fall through his hands.
"How did it happen? It wasn't there a second ago." Amy said.
"Maybe it's snow that fell before. Maybe it remembers how to make snowmen." The Doctor replied.
"What? Snow that can remember? That's silly." Rory laughed.
The Doctor turned back and stared at them. "What's wrong with silly? Especially with all the adventures you have gone with me!"
"Nothing." Amy responded.
The Doctor smiled.
"I'm the Doctor!" He exclaimed. "And today we shall embark on a journey to uncover this mystery!"
*Framestone version of Doctor Who Intro*
A carriage is drawn along a street covered by snow. It then pulls away, with a man standing in front of a mansion.
As the carriage leaves, he looks at the frozen pond.
"Good evenin', sir." A maid greets him.
The man wondered. "Pond's frozen over. Hasn't frozen since the night..."
"...since the night your children's governess died, a year ago." Walter walked past, interrupting the man.
"Doctor Simeon, sir. 'e insisted on waitin'." She explained.
"She drowned in this very pond. Which then froze. You didn't find her until a month later, when the ice finally melted." Simeon continued.
"I recall the incident. It is the sort of thing one remembers." The man pondered.
"Ice remembers, too." Simeon added on.
The man finally snapped and questioned, "Who are you? What do you want here?"
Simeon merely holds up a business card, with the words GI, which the younger man takes.
"The pond is yours, Captain Latimer. But what is growing inside it, when it is ready, is ours. Good evening." Simeon ended off, and walked off.
As Simeon walked past a corner, a voice interrupted him.
"Well, Doctor Simeon... you're out very late tonight." Jenny suddenly appears, putting her hands on her hips.
"Almost makes you wonder *what* you've been up to..." Vastra continued.
Simeon's face softened for a moment, before returning to a scowl.
"...but then, I have often wondered, about the activities of Doctor Simeon and his exceptionally secretive institute."
"Well, I am honoured this evening..." Simeon looked at Vastra, "the veiled detective..." looking at Jenny, "and her fatuous accomplice."
"At your service." Jenny replied politely.
"You realise Dr Doyle is almost certainly basing his fantastical tales on your own exploits? With a few choice alterations, of course. I doubt the readers of the Strand magazine would accept that the great detective," Simeon said as he approached VASTRA, "is in reality," he continued, lifting up the veil, only to be slightly surprised by her green skin, "a woman... and her suspiciously intimate companion."
"I resent your implication of impropriety. We are married." Vastra responded.
"More than can be said for you, eh dear?" Jenny added.
Vastra finally got back to topic. "Now then... this snow is interesting, don't you think? The ice crystals seem to have a low-level telepathic field. *Almost* as if it can detect and respond to the thoughts and memories of the people around it."
She paused. "Memory snow. Snow that learns."
"How fascinating." Simeon responded, sarcatiscally.
"I hope it's listening to the right people. It could be a terrible weapon in the wrong hands, don't you think?" Vastra questioned.
"I think winter is coming," Simeon said, ignoring the question.
"Such a winter as this world has never known, the last winter of humankind..." He paused.
"Do you know why I'm telling you all this?"
"I am intrigued." Vastra replied.
Simeon leaned forward, his face almost touching Vastra's, "Because there's not a single thing you can do to stop it."
Vastra face fell. Then she brightened up.
"If only the Doctor was here." She said, looking at Simeon walking off into the distance.
"Ah, interesting." The Doctor said, as he activated his screwdriver on the snowman, making it melt. "It's a low-level telepathic... field."
As he spoke, a snowman suddenly rises behind him, but within the line of sight of Amy and Rory.
"The snowman!" Amy said in concern.
"It seems to reflect people's and memories, and because it's unusual, somehow it carries previous shapes..." he continued, oblivious about what was happening.
"No, Doctor! That snowman!" Amy ran to the Doctor and turned him towards it.
"Ah... interesting. A new one." He said, while walking towards it, when suddenly a new snowman rises, this time behind the Doctor.
This time, the Doctor noticed it, turning around. He looked at Rory, who had a fearful look on his face.
"Well, one of you were thinking about it." The Doctor said.
"Yeah." Rory responded.
"Well... stop." The Doctor concluded.
Amy, Rory and the Doctor attempted to run towards a door nearby, but a snowman appears, blocking their escape.
"Rory! Stop thinking about the snowmen!" The Doctor screamed.
Rory opened his mouth in surprise, resulting in the snowmen opening their mouths and blowing snow at the trio.
Amy screamed, while the Doctor pulled them closer towards to him.
"Rory! Listen to me, the snow's feeding off your thoughts." He shouted at Rory.
"I don't understand." Amy questioned.
"You're caught in their telepathic field. They're mirroring you. The more you think about the snowmen, the more they appea..." The Doctor explained.
Rory interrupted. "So I have to imagine them melting? Picturing it?" And immediately they were hit with a splash of water, which were from the melted snowmen.
"Well, very good...! Very, very good...! Ha!" The Doctor stood up and dance, while Amy and Rory collapses back on the wall.
And just then, the Paternoster gang walked down the alley the Doctor and his companions were on, too.
"Merry Christmas!" They greeted each other, while reminiscing about what happened in Demons Run.
"So I see you are taking great interest in the snow too." Vastra told the Doctor.
"Absolutely! So you have been doing your homework here too." He paused. "This snow is new. Possibly alien. When you find something brand new in the world, something you've never seen before, what's the next thing you look for?"
"A grenade!" Strax said confidently.
"Nonsense!" The Doctor rebutted. "A profit. That's Victorian values for you."
"Sir! Now that we are together, I suggest a full frontal assault with automated laser monkeys, scalpel mines and acid." Strax continued.
The Doctor looked at him, horrified, and in horror. "Strax! Have your brains made the return trip? We are talking about this, and you are talking about something else altogether!"
They all burst into laughter.
A carriage draws up in front of the GI institute.
"Tonight, the thaw. Tomorrow, the snow will fall again, yet stronger."
As Simeon approaches the Globe with a bottle of snow, the voice continued.
"The drowned woman and the dreaming child will give us form at last. Tomorrow, the snow will fall, and so shall mankind ... see us coming."
The ice on the pond in the mansion cracks.
And now we cut to...
A woman. Awaking from her bed. Smiling. She dresses and leaves, carrying a bag.
"Look at that! Must've thawed in the night!" Clara said to the man behind her.
"I'm beggin' you, Clara. I'm on my knees." The man replied.
"Elsie's back this afternoon, and I was only helpin' out. Got my own work to go back to." Clara responded.
"What work?" The man asked. "Why won't you ever tell us?"
"You'd never believe me." Clara spinned as she walked off.
Now in a carriage, Clara drew the blinds and begin to change her clothes.
The carriages then stops at the mansion, with her wearing a coat and a hat.
Just then, a maid went out from the house to meet Clara.
"Alice. How smart you look today." Clara greeted her.
"Governess should enter by the back door unless accompanied by the children." The maid told Clara.
"And how are the children? Excited about tomorrow?" Clara questioned.
The maid responded, "Francesca... same as ever. Digby said he missed you every day. Captain La'imore wants to see you."
"Of course." Clara paused and looked back. "Every day?"
"Twice on Sa'urdays." The maid replied.
"That's better." And continues to walk through (apparently) the front door.
Latimer was examining a Great Intelligence Institute business card when suddenly, a knocking is heard at the door. And Clara enters.
"Captain Latimer." Clara greeted him.
"Ah. Miss Montague. You're back." He greeted back.
"In time for Christmas." Clara replied. "Apologies for my brief absence; family illness is so unpredictable. You wanted to see me?"
"Francesca has been having nightmares." Latimer said.
"Young girls often do." Clara responded.
"Every night this week, she says." Latimer added on. "Won't tell me about them."
"Perhaps if you asked her in the right way, there's no-one she'd rather tell." Clara suggested.
"Children are... not really my area of expertise." Latimer tried to excuse himself.
"They are, however, your children." Clara told him.
"You have, if I may say, a, ah, remarkable amount of wisdom in these matters for one so ...very pretty, Miss Montague." Latimer remarked. "Young, I mean!"
"I'll see to the children now." Clara replied.
And as Clara walks out, she sees the children playing.
"Miss Montague!" A girl runs out.
Another boy runs up towards her. "Miss Montague, you're back!"
Clara wagged a finger at them. "Ah-Ah-Ah!"
"Good morning, Miss Montague."
"Good morning, Miss Montague."
"Good morning, Francesca. Good morning, Digby." Clara responded as she shook their hands. "Christmas Eve is a most thrilling day, don't you think? Now, what have you two been up to while I've been away?"
"I did seven drawings and we saw a dead cow." Digby chirped happily, pronouncing "drawings" as "dor-rings"
"Well! How exciting." Clara quipped back.
"Do your secret voice!" Digby exclaimed.
Clara looked arround, making sure no one else was watching.
"'Ello, mates!" Clara replied, making the children laugh.
"They're not exactly nightmares, just dreams." Francesca spoke the Clara, while they were seating on a bench.
Digby added on. "About our old governess, the one who died. She's haunting Frannie from beyond the grave."
Clara was concerned.
"Haven't you spoken to your father about this?" Clara asked, looking at their father who was at an open window for a brief moment.
"You cant talk about things like that to daddy." Francesca dejectedly said.
"You could try." Clara encouraged her.
Digby stood up. "Do you want to see where she died?"
They looked at him.
"She fell in there. And then it froze." They were standing in front of the pond. "She was in the ice for days and days. I hated her. She was cross all the time. In Frannie's dreams, she's still down there, waiting to come back."
"Everything else is thawed. but this pond... " Clara mused as she tapped it, ""is still frozen."
"When you dream about her, what do you dream?" Clara questioned.
"She's cross with me." Francesca said. "She says I've been bad and she's going to come out of the pond and punish me."
"When?"
"She said she'd come back for Christmas. Tonight."
"I think Frannie's gone mad, don't you? I think she needs a doctor." Digby responded.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Vastra raised an eyebrow. "Alone?"
"Yes!" The Doctor spun around, waving his hands in the air. "And you two," he said, pointing to Amy and Rory, get into the TARDIS!" He paused, and looked at all of them. "You will be needed only when you are needed too!"
"Danger! Danger!" A voice boomed out, while Simeon is writing on his desk.
Simeon walked towards the globe. "What's wrong?"
"There is danger here. An intelligence. An intelligence beyond anything else in this time and place."
Suddenly, the butler steps into the room. "Doctor Simeon, sir? There's someone demanding to see you."
"No callers. Not in here, not ever. Did he leave his name?" Simeon retorted.
"Sir... it's Sherlock Holmes." The Butler forced out.
Simeon looks up, only to see a figure in deerstalker hat, cape, walking cane, and with a Meerschaum pipe, unlit barging in. It was the Doctor.
"Oh, yes. Big, globey thing. Now... shut up, don't tell me... I see from your collar-stud you have an apple-tree and a wife with a limp. Am I right?"
"No."
"Do you have a wife?"
"No." Simeon replied.
"Bit of a tree? Bit of a wife? Some apples?" The Doctor continued.
The Butler was confused.
"Come on, work with me here."
"I enjoy the Strand magazine as much as the next man," Simeon responded coldly, "but I am perfectly aware that Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character. Get out!"
The Doctor pointed his cane at the Butler. "Do you have a goldfish named Collin?"
The Butler was stunned for a moment, as though he was lost in thought. "...No..." He replied confusingly.
The Doctor was pleased with himself. "Thought not!"
"Now," the Doctor said as he turned towards the door and notices a desk. "Ooh, I see this is one of your business cards. It says so on the front."
Simeon snatched the card. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The Doctor took up another card. "This..." He runs up to the globe and whack it with his cane. "Wakey, wakey!"
Simeon ran up and grabbed the cane. "That is highly valuable equipment! you must stand away now."
"We are the intelligence." A voice boomed from the globe.
The Doctor was excited. "Ooo. Talking snow. I love new things."
"You are not of this world." The voice replied.
"Takes one to snow one." The Doctor then laughed at his own joke. Simeon was unamused.
"Right... let's see..." The Doctor said seriously again. "Multinuclear crystalline organism with the ability to mimic and mirror what it finds. [It] looks like snow, it isn't snow."
"You must leave here now." Simeon commanded.
"Shut up, I'm making deductions, it's very exciting." The Doctor snapped.
Simeon walked towards a wall.
"Now, what are you? Eh? A flock of space crystals? A swarm?"
A bell was rung by Simeon.
"The snowmen are foot soldiers, mindless predators, but you... you're the clever one, you're Moriarty... so, you turn upon a planet, you generate a telepathic field to learn what you can."
The Doctor takes out and points his screwdriver at the door, locking it.
"And when you've learnt enough... what do you do? You can't conquer the world using snowmen, snowmen are rubbish, in July... you'll have to be better than that. You'll have to evolve."
Suddenly, the Butler voice was heard. "Sir! It appears to be stuck!" The door shook.
Simeon turned to the Doctor. "What have you done? Have you locked the doors?"
"Sir!"
Simeon tries to open the doors from inside, but fails to do so.
"You need to translate yourself into something more ... well ... human." The Doctor continued.
"Kick it down!"
"To do that, you need a perfect duplicate of human DNA in ice form. Where do you find." the Doctor turned to examine Simeon's desk, "that..."
"Sir."
"Get in here! Quickly!" Simeon shouted at the Butler.
The Butler responded. "I've got a master key somewhere, sir. "
"Now, let's see, the most open file," the Doctor said, as he lifted a file and dropped it, "the most viewed page. You really should delete your history."
it lands open at a newspaper cutting headed Tragedy at Darkover House.
"Governess frozen in pond." The Doctor pointed at it with his cane. "Gotcha!"
"Got it, sir!" The Butler replied.
"Get in here!" Simeon addressed the two guards who entered. "Take him downstairs!"
But he turned around, only to see that the Doctor is gone. And an open window.
The Doctor walked around the pond, activating his screwdriver.
"Body frozen in a pond...When the snow gets a good, long look at a human being like a... full-body scan... everything they need to evolve. A pond."
Meanwhile, the Doctor noticed Strax appear, with some weapons.
"What are you doing here?" The Doctor asked.
"Madame Vastra wondered if you were needing any grenades." Strax replied.
"Grenades?"
"She might have said 'help'."
"Well not now. Thanks anyway." The Doctor sighed.
He surveyed the ice more, when he suddenly noticed it was cracking. And he hid behind a tree.
"It's the human male from the Institute. What's he doing here?" Strax asked, as he, Jenny and Vastra hid behind a door in a comically ineffective fashion. "I suggest we melt his brain using projectile acid vision. Then interrogate him."
Jenny was disgusted by this.
"Other way round." Strax continued.
Meanwhile, Clara was seating on a bed, with the children.
"Am I going to have the nightmare tonight?" Francesca asked.
"Definitely not." Clara responded.
"How do you know?"
Clara smiled. "Because, I'm here to tell you a story!"
Digby climbed onto the bed too.
"Is it one of your definitely true ones?"
Clara was offended. "Ah! All my stories are true!"
"Like how you're born behind the clock face of Big Ben?"
"Accounting for my acute sense of time."
"And you invented fish?"
"Because I dislike swimming alone." Clara replied.
"So what's this one?" Digby questioned.
The floor creaked. Clara paused. The opens, and an icy figure sloshes in.
The Children and Clara :
"Bleedin' 'ell!" She exclaimed.
"The children have been very naughty!" The ice woman said eerily.
"Just get back, now! Quickly!" Clara told the children.
"You're doing your other voice!" Digby noticed.
"Yes love, did you notice?"
"Naughty, naughty children!"
"Run!" Clara screamed. And they did, dropping a teddy bear.
"What do we do?"
Clara shut the door and ran over to them. She was at a loss.
"I'm getting impatient." The ice woman enters the room and pointed at the children. Clara shielded them. "You have been very naughty!"
"Who can help us?" Digby asked.
"I dunno! Who?" Clara said in fear.
"Who?" A voice suddenly sounds out, attracting the attention of Clara and the children.
A voice puppet suddenly appears.
"Who? Doctor Who?"
Disappearing briefly, the puppet reappears with the sonic screwdriver and points it at the ice woman, who explodes.
Clara and the Children scream at the puppet, only to notice that someone has risen from behind the puppet theater.
"That's the way to do it!" The Doctor said in a puppet voice.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to help!" He chuckled.
Meanwhile, outside the house, Simeon activates a machine, where a circle turns to face the house, and begins to blow out snow.
Inside the house, the DOCTOR examines the carpet as the Children and Clara look on.
"So...you are a Doctor?" Clara asked.
"No!" The Doctor exclaimed. "I'm the Doctor!"
"Doctor? Doctor Who?" Clara questioned again.
"Ah. Dangerous question." The Doctor glanced at her, before looking around the room again.
Francesca interrupted. "Where did she go? Will she come back?"
"No, don't worry, she's currently draining through your carpet." The Doctor paused. "New setting: antifreeze." He turned to Clara. "And you're very welcome, by the way.
"I'm very grateful. So what is really happening?"
"Difficult to explain..." the Doctor traced off, looking at a mirror.
He adjusted his bowtie.
"It's cooler..." Clara said.
"Of course!" The Doctor remarked. "It is very cool. Bowties are cool!"
"No, the room," Clara said, while the carpet was rising. "The room's getting colder."
Digby screamed. "She's coming back!"
"What's she going to do? Is she going to punish me?" Francesca screamed too.
The Doctor pointed his screwdriver at the mass. "Er...er...she's learned not to melt." He continued. "Course she's not really a governess, she's just a beast."
He turned to Francesca. "She's going to eat you." He paused, this time with a calm voice. "Run."
And he grabbed the childrens hands grabs the children's hands and runs.
Latimer was about to walk up the staircase, when suddenly, he sees the children running down.
"Children, what is the explana..." He stopped, seeing the Doctor. "Who the devil are you? What are you doing in my house?"
"It's OK. You will find out soon." The Doctor replied.
Clara was worried.
A maid suddenly ran up. "Captain Latimer! In the garden, there's snowmen, and they're just growing..." The Doctor put his finger on his lips, but she continued moving towards the door, "out of nowhere, all by themselves, look..."
She opened the door, only to see Vastra and Jenny.
"Good evening. I'm a lizard woman from the dawn of time, and this is my wife." Vastra greeted her.
The maid screamed, and ran, only to be blocked by Strax.
"This dwelling is under attack. Remain calm, human scum!"
And the maid screams and faints.
The Doctor examines her briefly. "So... any questions?"
Latimer was silent.
"Vastra, what's happening?" The Doctor asked.
The Doctor peered out of the window.
"The snow is highly localised...and on this occasion, not naturally occurring." Vastra replied.
"It's comin' out of that cab parked by the gates." Jenny added.
"Sir, one pulver-grenade would blow these snowmen to smithereens." Strax suggested.
The Doctor pulled Strax's ear. "No, no, no, Strax, they're snow, they're already smithereens." He turned to Clara. "See, Clara, my friends."
Latimer was extremely confused. "Clara? Who is Clara?" He asked.
The Doctor was surprised. "You really do not know? Your current governess is in reality called Clara."
Clara pointed a finger at herself, expressing an innocent expression.
Suddenly an ice figure appears on the stairs. "That's the way to do it!"
"Meanwhile, your previous governess is now a living ice sculpture who's impersonating Mister Punch." The Doctor paused. "Jenny, what have you got?"
Jenny smiled and took out a ball, and throws it at the ice woman, where a forcefield is created and traps the ice woman on top of the :
"Should hold it!"
Strax suddenly burst out of a room holding a rifle.
"Sir, this room! One observational window on the line of attack and one defendable entrance." Strax nodded.
"Right! Everyone in there, now. Move it." He said calmly. "You, carry her!" He instructed to take the unconscious maid.
"By the way, where is Amy and Rory?" Vastra noticed.
The Doctor stopped and stared at her. "They are in the TARDIS." He walked towards the room, with Vastra following him.
Latimer was drinking from a glass, while Clara was comforting the children.
"Strax, how long have we got?" The Doctor asked.
"They're not going to attack." Strax observed. "They made no attempt to conceal their arrival. An attack force would never abandon surprise so easily. [And] they're clearly in a defense formation.
The Doctor punches Strax playfully. "Way, aye, aye. Well done, Straxie. Still got it, buddy." And rubbed his head and kissed it.
"Sir, please do not noogie me during combat prep!" Strax said furiously.
"Sir, there's something here they want." Vastra remarked.
"The ice woman." Clara realised.
"Exactly." The Doctor confirmed.
"Why's she so important?" Jenny asked.
"Because she's a perfect duplication of human DNA in ice-crystal form: the ultimate fusion of snow and humanity. To live here, the snow needs to evolve, and she's the blueprint. She's what they need to become." He turned to Clara. "When the snow melted last night, did the pond?"
Clara said, "No."
"Living ice. It will never melt. If the snow gets ahold of that creature on the stairs, it will learn to make more of them, it will build an army of ice... and it will be the last day of humanity on this planet." The Doctor resolved. He stopped wringing his hands, and stretch his neck.
The door bell rang.
"Stay here." He said.
And he ran towards the door, only to find Simeon who snarled at him, with snowmen rising behind.
"Release her to us. You have five minutes." Simeon said before turning away.
The Doctor closed the door, and heeded towards the staircase.
"Those creatures outside. What are they?" Latimer asked.
"No danger to you as long as I get that thing out of here. The Doctor gestured towards them. "You all, stay in there, now!
He walked up towards the staircase, before deactivating it, jumping over, and reactivating it.
The Doctor realised that the ice woman was charging at him, so he ran up towards the roof.
Meanwhile, Clara changes her mind about staying in the room. Before anyone could stop her, she took an alternative route to the roof. At least that was what she thought he was going.
Meanwhile the Doctor pulled a certain ladder down, and climbed up, with the ice woman close behind him. And with Clara behind.
Clara gasped at what she was seeing. Then she continued what she was doing.
The Doctor started climbing up the staircase, only to see the ice woman run up the stair case too. He smiled. That was what he wanted. But he did not notice Clara holding onto the retracting ladder.
He paused after reaching the clouds, before sealing the cloud. "Super dense water vapour should do the trick!" The TARDIS was nearby.
He opened the doors, and saw Amy and Rory. "Hey there, fellows!"
Rory was seating on a chair, while Amy crossed her arms and walked towards him. "Enjoying the fun by yourself, without us?"
"No...I have reasons!" The Doctor waved his arms in front of him.
"Well, what is it then? Why have you started to insist we be inside the TARDIS when there is 'danger'?"
A long silence followed.
The Doctor sighed.
"I don't want to lose you. Again!" The Doctor blurted out to Amy, and Rory.
They all fell silent again, this time reminiscing the things that had happened.
"So...maybe you should let us out? Right Rory?" Amy said cheerfully, while walking towards the open door.
Rory looked up. "Absolutely!"
"Yeah." The Doctor realised.
Suddenly, the the ice woman bursts in, and grabbed Amy.
"Help me!" Amy screamed.
"Amy!" Rory and the Doctor shouted.
"Water vapour doesn't stop ice, I should have realised!"
As they ran towards her, suddenly, a figure appears and pushes Amy off the grasp of the ice woman. It was Clara.
Only to be held on tightly by the ice woman.
"Clara!" The Doctor screamed, holding up his screwdriver.
But Clara seemed not afraid. As the ice woman pulled her towards the edge of the cloud, she smiled.
"Run. Run, you clever boy." The Doctor looked up, as if something was ringing a bell. And remember. "
And Clara fell along with the ice woman, onto the ground.
"What was that!" Vastra turned around and questioned.
"It's Clara!" Jenny realised.
The life detector showed signs of life.
"Dear god!" Latimer exclaimed. "Oh, dear god! Where did she fall from?"
He strides off. "We have to get her inside!"
"Those things will kill you." Vastra insisted.
"She's hurt!" he replied.
They stopped for a while, before hearing the TARDIS materialising.
"What is that?" He questioned, the noise foreign to him. "What is happening?"
The children and maid cowered in fear.
The TARDIS materialised around Clara.
Clara was moved to a table in the room, with Strax attending to her.
"Who are they?" Latimer asked, as Amy and Rory walked out of the TARDIS with the Doctor.
"My...companions." The Doctor said. "But let us get things done first."
They were amazed at the amazing blue box in the corner of the room.
"What is this?" Latimer asked as he pointed at the device Strax was holding.
"This technology has capacities and abilities beyond anything your puny human mind could possibly understand." Strax paused. "Try not to worry." He said in a kinder tone.
Vastra entered the TARDIS, seeing the Doctor scanning the ice pieces with his screwdriver.
"Isn't the creature still a danger? It could reform." She asked.
"Nope. Not in here." The Doctor replied.
"Then you should be with Miss Clara." Vastra eyed Amy and Rory, who had returned to the TARDIS.
"She's going to be fine, I know she is. She has to be." The Doctor responded, looking at his companions too.
"Doctor, her injuries are severe." Vastra insisted. "That equipment will bring heal anyone for a while, but long-term..."
"It was my fault. I am responsible for what happened to Clara." The Doctor said.
"What is the point of blaming yourself?" Vastra asked.
"None... because she's going to live." The Doctor insisted.
He exited the TARDIS again, and handed over a box to Jenny. He wringed h hands, and walked towards Clara. He puts a hand on her forehead.
Clara opened her eyes.
"Hey... hello." The Doctor greeted her.
Clara smiled.
The Doctor kissed her. "Merry Christmas."
The Doctor stood up, and retrieved the box back from Jenny.
The door opened, revealing the Doctor to Simeon.
The Doctor held up the box, while more snowmen rose.
"I have in my hand a piece of the ice lady. Everything you need to know about how to make ice people. Is that what you want?"
Simeon stepped forward.
"See you at the office!" The Doctor closed the door.
Simeon walked into the room. "You promised us something."
The Doctor was seating on a chair, with Amy and Rory beside him.
"Have you brought it?"
"Big fella here's been very quiet while you've been out" the Doctor replied, "which is only to be expected, considering who he really is."
The Doctor picked up the box and walked towards the globe. "You know what this is, big fella?"
"I do not understand these markings." The voice replied.
"A map of the London Underground 1967." He told it. "Key strategic weakness in metropolitan living if you ask me. But then, I have never liked a tunnel."
"Enough of this. We are powerful, but on this planet, we are limited." The globe boomed. "We need to learn to take human...form...The...governess is..."
The globe's voice changed as the Doctor activated his screwdriver at the globe.
"...our most perfect replication of humanity." The globe finished, with a child's voice.
"What's happening to its voice?" Rory asked.
"Just stripping away the disguise." The Doctor replied.
"No! Stop! Stop that! Cease! I command you!"
Simeon sank to his knees.
"Sounds like a child!" Amy noticed.
"Of course it sounds like a child, it is a child." The Doctor said. "Simeon is a child. The snow has no voice without him."
"Don't listen to him! He's ruining everything!" The globe screamed.
"How long has the Intelligence been talking to you?" The Doctor asked Simeon.
"I was a little boy... he was my snowman. He spoke to me."
A flashback entered Simeon's mind. "They're silly." A snowman said to a child Simeon.
"Snow doesn't talk, does it? It's just a mirror." The Doctor continued.
More flashbacks entered Simeon's mind.
"I don't want to talk to them. They're silly." Simeon, as a child said.
"They're silly." A voice replied.
"It just reflects back everything we think and feel and fear." The Doctor concluded.
More memories haunted Simeon.
"I don't need anyone else." young Simeon said.
"Don't need anyone else. Don't feel." The snowman responded.
"You poured your darkest dreams into a snowman and look! Look what it became!" The Doctor exclaimed.
"I don't understand!" Amy said.
"It's a parasite, feeding on the loneliness of a child and the sickness of an old man!" The Doctor explained. "Carnivorous snow...meets Victorian values...and something terrible is born!"
"We can go on, and do everything we planned!" The globe desperately said.
"Oh, yes, and what a plan, a world full of living ice people...oh, dear me, how very Victorian of you." The Doctor smiled.
Simeon rose. "What's wrong with Victorian values?"
And snatched the box. Amy attempted to get it back, but the Doctor stopped her.
"Are you sure?" The Doctor stared at Simeon.
"I have always been sure." Simeon replied coldly.
And opens the box, only to have...a big fat worm biting him?
"Good." The Doctor said. "The memory worm should do the trick."
Simeon collapsed.
"I'm glad you think so," the Doctor continued. "since your entire adult life is about to be erased, no parasite without a host, without you it will have no voice, without the governess it will have no form."
"What... what... what's happening? What's happening? What did you do?" A voice boomed, only to turn back into a child's.
"You've got nothing left to mirror anymore." The Doctor waved. "Goodbye!"
"What did you?"
Suddenly, the voice boomed again. "Did you really think it would be so easy?"
The Doctor was confused. "That's not possible. How is that possible?"
Amy looked out of the window. "Doctor!"
The Doctor ran to the window, only to see it was snowing.
Meanwhile, back at the house...
"They're growing. The snowmen are growing!" Jenny said.
"What should we do?" Latimer asked.
Back in the institute...
"But you were just doctor Simeon, you were not real...he dreamed you. How can you still exist? " The Doctor questioned the globe."
The voice boomed. "Now the dream outlives the dreamer and can never die. Once, I was the puppet..." Suddenly, Simeon rises rapidly, "now I pull the strings!" he staggers forward in a zombie-like manner, "I tried so long to take on human form. By erasing Simeon, you made space for me. I fill him now..."
"Get back into the TARDIS. Now!" The Doctor screamed to Amy and Rory.
Simeon grabbed the Doctor. "More than snow, more than Simeon, even this old body is strong in my control." He moved his hand onto the Doctor's face. "Do you feel it?"
A mist comes out from the Doctor.
"Winter is coming!" The Doctor's face starts to freeze over. "Winter...is...coming!"
"No, you might fight! Hang on and fight,you can do it!" Strax encouraged Clara.
Latimer approached Clara. "Captain Latimer? Your children... they're afraid. Hold them." Clara persuaded.
"It's not...really my area." Latimer said.
"It is now." Clara told him. And shed a tear.
Lighting flashes, and rain starts to fall instead.
The snow in the globe explodes into water.
"What's happening?" The globe asked, as Simeon fell backwards.
"Doctor! The globe! It's turning to rain! All of it, the snow!" Amy realised.
Simeon's hand lose their icy touch.
"He's dead." Rory examined. "What happened?"
"The snow mirrors... that's all it does..." He paused. "It's mirroring something else now, something so strong, it's drowning everything else..." The Doctor realised something.
He ran towards a window, flung it open, and caught some rain on his hands.
"There was a critical mass of snow at the house." The Doctor realised. "If something happened there..." And licked his palm.
"It's salty! Salt-water rain." Amy said.
"It's not rain! It's crying..." The Doctor responded.
"The only force enough it could drown the snow... a whole family crying on Christmas eve."
The snowmen melt.
"I'm sorry. There was nothing to be done." Strax sadly said. "She has moments only."
The children are crying in Latimer's arms.
"Thank you for everything. You would have made a great companion." The Doctor said.
"Is there any soufflé?" Clara randomly asked.
The Doctor looked up, something processing inside him.
Clara smiled for one last time.
A bell rings.
"It's Christmas. Christmas Day." The maid solemnly said.
They are in a cemetery.
"And what about the intelligence? Melted with the snow?" Vastra asked.
"No, I shouldn't think so." The Doctor replied. "It learned to survive beyond physical form."
"Well, we can't be in much danger from a disembodied intelligence that thinks it can invade the world with snowmen." Vastra said.
"Or that the London Underground is a key strategic weakness." Amy responded.
The Doctor took out a card from his pocket and examined it.
"The Great Intelligence...rings a bell. Great intelligence..."
Latimer and his children sadly walked away.
Then the Doctor suddenly looked at the tombstone. Then back at Amy and Rory.
"I never knew her name, her full name..."
Clara Oswin Oswald. The name on the tombstone stated.
"Oswin Oswald, junior entertainment manager, Starship Alaska." The Doctor remembered.
"Soufflé...Oswald..." Amy attempted to put the dots together.
"Oswin." The Doctor shook his head. "It was her..."
"Run, you clever boy. And remember." The words repeated in his mind.
"She called me Nina!" Rory suddenly realised it too.
"It was soufflé girl again." The Doctor turned. "I never saw her face the first time, with the Daleks, but her voice, it was the same voice—"
Amy and Rory had come to the same conclusion, though they were extremely confused too.
"—the same woman! And she died, both times! The Doctor behaved as he head was about to explode from the confusion.
"The same woman!" The Doctor finished.
"Please, what are you guys talking about?" Vastra asked.
Amy and Rory were even more confused than the Doctor himself.
Years later...
"Where are you going?" A woman asked.
"Shortcut!" Her friend replied.
"Through there?" The woman responded. "I hate this place, don't you think it's creepy?"
Clara turned around. "Nah. I don't believe in ghosts."
Next Time: Jumping Time
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