As the curtains closed on another successful show, the Doctor's thoughts drifted to the stars. His curiosity was insatiable, and the thrill of adventure beckoned. He turned to Porsha with a twinkle in his eyes "Fancy a little trip?" he asked. Porsha looked at him, her own eyes lighting up with excitement. "Where to this time?" "Let's find out, shall we?" he said with a grin as they headed towards the TARDIS.
The Doctor set the coordinates for a random point in time and space, eager to explore the vastness of the universe. The TARDIS groaned as it landed with a thud in a snow-covered forest, the darkness pierced only by the moon's cold light. Porsha looked around nervously "What is this place?" she whispered. The Doctor checked the scanners, his expression grew serious. "It seems we've stumbled upon a forest somewhere on earth, but the exact time period is a bit off. It's definitely pre-industrial."
They stepped out into the crunching snow, their breaths forming little clouds in the freezing air. Suddenly, the sound of twigs snapping echoed through the stillness. The Doctor's eyes grew wide with recognition "Porsha, stay behind me," he warned, pulling out his sonic screwdriver. The creature that appeared from the shadows was like nothing they had ever seen - tall, with elongated limbs and a deer skull on its head, and long sharp claws one each finger, it had the unmistakable aura of a predator. "Doctor what is that thing?!" Porsha whimpered in fear. "That, Porsha, is something I have never seen before."
Title Sequence
TARON EGERTON
HALSEY
DOCTOR WHO
LEGEND OF THE WENDIGO
The Doctor said his eyes staring at the creature and the creatures milky white eyes staring right back at him. Porsha suddenly reached for her mouth and gagged, she felt like she was about to be sick "What's wrong?" The Doctor asked, spinning around. "That smell its awful," Porsha replied, her eyes watering. The Doctor sniffed the air, and Porsha was right there was a horrible smell, and the Doctor knew what that smell was "That's the smell of rotting flesh, this creature stinks of it."
The creature, stepped forward, as it did Porsha and The Doctor felt the cold air go even colder. "What do we do?" Porsha whispered her eyes wide with fear. "We back away slowly," The Doctor said calmly, suddenly a gun shot rang through the forest. "HEY YOU TWO RUN!" The voice came from the trees a brown bear in a fur coat holding a large hunting rifle shouted at them. "Who are you?" The Doctor called out, but the bear was gone as fast as he had appeared. The creature let out an unearthly scream and took off in the opposite direction. "Come on!" The Doctor grabbed Porsha's hand, and they sprinted after it, the sound of its retreating footsteps and the hunters shouts fading behind them.
They found the bear back to a cabin in the woods, the fire burning brightly inside. "Thanks for the save," The Doctor called out as they approached. The bear looked up, his expression weary. "You're welcome, but you shouldn't be out here. It's not safe." The Doctor's curiosity was piqued. "What's not safe?" "The Wendigo," the bear said, his voice low and serious. "It's a creature that feeds on flesh of humans." Porsha felt her stomach churn at the thought. "So that's what that creature is?" The Doctor nodded, his mind racing with the implications of what they had just learned. "I'm afraid I don't know much about the legend of the Wendigo," The Doctor said "Al I do know is that it's an entity that is feared across many cultures."
The bear looked at them intently. "It's not just a legend. It's real. And it's been terrorizing these woods for years I have seen firsthand what that thing is capable of." The Doctor nodded, his mind racing. "We need to find it and communicate with it before it causes any more harm." Porsha looked at him in surprise "Communicate? With that monster?" "You are mad sir no one can talk to that thing it will just kill you," said the bear. "Mad? Maybe," the Doctor replied with a grin, "but I've faced worse, and I'm quite good at talking my way out of trouble." The Bear looked at him with fear in his eyes "That thing is a demon, you can't reason with a demon!" The Doctor put his hand up to stop the bear from talking "I have lived for over 2000 years and in my experience, I have always found anything that is considered a monster or demon or spirit is 99% of the time a misidentified alien species. And the 1% of the time it actually is something I can't explain. And I have met that 1%." The Doctor stood up "And me personally I do not believe in spirits or demons. But I do believe in helping those in need. And if it's stranded here, it needs our help."
The Doctor and Porsha ventured deeper into the forest, the crunch of their footsteps muffled by the thick layer of snow. The sonic screwdriver in his hand, the Doctor scanned the area for any sign of the Wendigo. "Porsha, keep your eyes peeled for any unusual tracks or anything that seems out of place." Porsha nodded, her eyes darting around the forest as the Doctor spoke. They walked for what felt like hours, the cold air biting at their skin, but their determination kept them moving forward. Then she saw something ahead that caused her to throw up the white snow was coated red with a crimson stain, a stark contrast against the pristine landscape.
They approached the disturbing scene with caution, and Porsha's stomach turned as they discovered the grisly remains of what appeared to be a recent human victim. The Doctor knelt down to examine the tracks, his expression grim. "This is recent. The creature must be nearby." He stood up, his gaze sharp. "We need to be careful, but we also need to find it quickly before it harms anyone else." Porsha nodded, swallowing her fear. Despite her horror, she knew that understanding the Wendigo was the key to stopping its rampage. She suddenly felt a cold had on her shoulder "Doctor your hands cold?" she asked turning around to see The Doctor, but he had his hands in his pockets. She looked back nervously. Then she saw it, the creature towering over her with its sharp clawed hand holding her shoulder.
Porsha screamed as the Wendigo's milky eyes bore into her, the creature's breath hot and rank with the stench of decay. The Doctor quickly stepped between them, his sonic screwdriver at the ready. "Easy now," he soothed, his voice calm but firm. "We mean you no harm." The Wendigo's snarl subsided slightly, its gaze shifting from Porsha to the Doctor. Porsha was shaking and in tears form the awful shock of it all, her heart hammering in her chest. "Hello there can you understand me?" The Doctor spoke gently to the creature.
The creature took a step back, the elongated limbs moving awkwardly in the deep snow. It tilted its head, the deer skull adorning its body seeming to listen intently. The Doctor took this as a good sign and continued to speak, explaining their peaceful intentions. He explained that they had encountered many misunderstood beings in their travels and had always managed to find a way to help them. "You're not from this world, are you?" The Doctor asked, his voice gentle and reassuring. "You don't belong here, you're lost, and scared." The creature's eyes searched his, as if looking for the truth in his words. "You Not from here as well" The creature said in a husky, guttural voice.
Porsha took a tentative step forward, her fear slowly morphing into empathy. "We can help you," she whispered, her eyes pleading. The Wendigo's gaze flickered between them, its hunger for human flesh momentarily forgotten in the face of their kindness. "You...help?" it questioned, its voice strained with hope and doubt. "Yes," the Doctor affirmed, "We can help you find your way home." The creature paused, then shook its head slowly "No home...no more...stuck...here."
The Doctor's expression grew solemn as he realized the gravity of the situation. "When you say no home do you mean you were exiled, or do you mean your home is destroyed?" he questioned gently. The creature let out a low, mournful moan "Home...destroyed...crash...long time ago." The Doctor's eyes widened with understanding. This creature was not a monster, but a survivor, marooned on a foreign planet. "you're a refugee," he said with compassion. "Home lost in war," The Wendigo croaked, its voice filled with sorrow. Porsha felt tears in her eyes she felt so sorry for this creature. "Where do you live?" The Doctor asked. The creature pointed at a large cave in the distance "There." The Doctor nodded "Okay, let's go."
As they approached the cave, the creature grew more agitated, its movements erratic. The Doctor could sense its fear and confusion. "It's okay, we're here to help," he assured the creature. Inside the cave, the smell of decay was overwhelming, "May I ask why do you wear a deer skull?" The Doctor inquired, trying to keep the conversation going. The Wendigo paused, then spoke in its gruff, alien tongue, "I... Killed by accident... took its skull... out of guilt" The Doctor looked at the creature understanding it better "It was the first human you killed, wasn't it?" The Wendigo nodded, its eyes filling with sadness. "And I'm guessing you eat the inhabitants of this planet because you have to not because you want to?" The creature nodded again. "And you wear their skull to remember what you have become?" The Doctor deduced.
The creature nodded once more, its shoulders slumping in despair. Porsha looked at the Doctor, her own eyes filled with tears. "We can't leave it like this," she said, her voice cracking. The Doctor nodded, his own heart heavy with the creature's plight. "We'll do everything we can to help you," he promised.
They spent hours talking with the Wendigo, learning its story and the fate of its home planet. The creature spoke of a war-torn world, ravaged by conflict and greed, leaving it no choice but to flee in a damaged spacecraft. The crash landing on Earth had left it alone, injured, and unable to communicate with the inhabitants of this new, frozen world. It had been surviving on the humans it had encountered, not out of malice, but out of necessity. The Doctor's mind raced with the possibilities of how to assist this lost soul. "I am so sorry for all the suffering you have been through," Porsha said, her voice filled with sincerity.
The Doctor turned to Porsha, his eyes filled with resolve. "I honestly know how you feel I'm from a faraway planet that's been long since destroyed," The Doctor said with a hint of sadness. "But we can still find you a place to call home. We'll use the TARDIS to find a suitable planet for you to live in peace." The Wendigo looked at the Doctor with a look of realization "TARDIS... you Timelord?" "Yes, I am a Timelord but sadly I'm the last of the Timelords, but I travel around time and space helping those who need it." The creature seemed to understand and nodded slightly.
They managed to convince the Wendigo to come with them to the TARDIS. The bear from earlier had followed them at a safe distance, watching over them with a mix of skepticism and awe. Upon seeing the blue police box, the creature looked at them with suspicion. "It's okay, it's just bigger on the inside," Porsha assured it with a gentle smile, remembering her own first encounter with the Doctor's peculiar vessel. The Doctor opened the door, revealing the vast control room filled with gleaming levers and pulsing lights. The Wendigo cautiously stepped inside, its large form fitting surprisingly well in the spacious interior.
With the creature safely aboard, the Doctor and Porsha set to work. The TARDIS's scanners whirred as they searched for any planet where the creature could live in peace. The Doctor's face was a mask of concentration as he punched in coordinates, his hands moving swiftly over the console. "There's a planet that might be suitable," he said finally, a note of hope in his voice. "It's uninhabited and has a similar climate to your home world."
The Wendigo stepped closer to the TARDIS's central column, its eyes wide with curiosity. "What is this place?" it rumbled. "This is the TARDIS," the Doctor replied, a smile tugging at his lips. "It's my ship. It can take us anywhere in time and space." The creature seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and nodded solemnly. "Take... me... home?" it asked, its voice tinged with hope.
The Doctor's smile faded slightly as he worked the controls. "I'm afraid that's not possible," he said gently. "Your home planet... it no longer exists." The Wendigo's shoulders slumped, and it let out a mournful howl that echoed through the TARDIS. Porsha's heart ached for the creature, and she placed a comforting hand on its arm. "But," the Doctor continued, "we can find you a new home, a place where you can live in peace and maybe even find others like you."
The TARDIS groaned as it took off, the blue box shimmering as it transcended time and space. The Doctor's eyes remained glued to the scanners, searching for a suitable location. They landed on a planet with vast snowy plains and towering ice formations. As they stepped out, the Wendigo looked around with wonder, its breath steaming in the frigid air. "This... this feels like home," it murmured. The Doctor nodded, his face a picture of understanding.
They journeyed across the frozen landscape, the Wendigo leading the way with surprising grace. They stumbled upon a series of ancient ruins, half-buried in the snow. The Doctor's eyes lit up with excitement. "These are definitely not of human origin," he exclaimed. "Could these be...?" He trailed off, letting the mystery hang in the air. Suddenly hundreds of creatures like the Wendigo emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing eerily in the moonlight.
The Doctor raised his sonic screwdriver, ready to defend Porsha, but the creatures didn't attack. Instead, they formed a circle around the Doctor, watching him intently. The Wendigo they had encountered spoke up, its voice filled with a strange mix of pride and sorrow. "This The Doctor, he helps me find you," it said to the gathered crowd of its kinfolk. The Doctor took a tentative step forward, his eyes sweeping over the aliens. They were all similar to the creature that the Doctor and Porsha had brought from earth, but there was something more to them, a shared sense gratitude and hope in their gazes. "Thank you for bringing our lost one home," one of the aliens spoke up, its voice echoing the sentiment of the group.
The Doctor and Porsha were happy that they could help the creature find its new home. As they turned to the TARDIS, ready to leave, the creature stopped them "Wait want you have this" It took off the deer skull and handed it to The Doctor "You help me I thank you" The Doctor took it with a nod of understanding, feeling the weight of the gesture. As they stepped into the TARDIS, the creature watched them with a mix of hope and sadness. The Doctor put the skull in the TARDIS Storage room with care, along with all the other trinkets and treasures he had collected from his travels.
End of Episode 27
CAST
The Doctor: TARON EGERTON
Porsha Crystal: HALSEY
Bear Hunter: PETER CULLEN
The Wendigo: DOUG JONES
