Vince and Howard walked through the zoo talking about their predicament, not taking any notice of the empty cages.

"But how are we going to find this 'Doctor' in time. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack," complained Howard.

"Don't worry, I'll think of something."

"What? Things don't just turn up you know. He's not going to come strolling round that corner and offer to help-,"

"Hey! Excuse me," called out the Doctor as he strolled round the corner. "I noticed all your animals have all mysteriously disappeared and I want to help."

"So that's the guy in charge," asked the Doctor, pointing at Fossil. "And the hawk regular or new addition?"

"New. He's got this new exhibit, which keeps eating all the other animals."

"It even got one of the keepers."

"And no one said anything," exclaimed Rose.

"Well things happen around here," replied Vince with a shrug.

"Last week we had a load of mutants running around," agreed Howard.

"And there's a shaman and his talking gorilla familiar living in the zoo."

"We have very quick staff turnover. Most of them don't make it to the end of the week. But I Howard Moon have been here for…well-,"

"Ages."

"A long time. You know why that is, don't you?"

"Why," asked Rose, not realising the trap she'd fallen into.

"Because I'm a man of action. I can bob and weave. I'm like the shrew; arms in short out with the claw," he showed an example of this technique. "Bam! They don't know what hit them. Lions, Tigers Sharks they quake at my name."

"You're the one that quakes," butted in Vince. "I've seen you shaking like a jellyfish in an earthquake-,"

"That's," replied the Doctor, interrupting. "Well, that's interesting to say the least."

"And one time he-,"

"Enough Vince. How are you going to save the zoo Doctor?"

"I have a plan."

"So you see Mr Prendergast, what happened to little Jimmy," explained Fossil to an irate visitor.

"You have made nothing clear Mr Fossil."

"I have!"

"Running round the office making noises is not an explanation. Where is my son?"

"Well some of our animals have very specialised diets-,"

"What has that got to do with it?"

"A lot."

"That's it I'm calling the police!"

"Oh no your not," replied Fossil, threateningly.

"Why?"

"Because I'll take you to your son, if you would like to follow me?"

He rubbed his hands together and laughed evilly.