My failed Big Finish "How the Doctor Changed My Life" writing contest story. I found out about the contest late, so I hacked this out very quickly indeed. Going on the premise of writing what one knows, I asked myself "how would I like to meet the Doctor . . .?" and this was the result. While I'm not fond enough of amateur cryptozoology to go camping out on lakeshores in the rain, I'd be tempted to use it as an excuse to laze around outdoors on a good day -- assuming I lived closer to an appropriate lake . . .

This story suffers from losing a lot of description and background in the cutting, but I'm still pleased with how it came out given how fast I wrote it.