Queen Victoria: Since my husband's death, I find myself with more of a taste for supernatural fiction.
The Doctor: You must miss him.
Queen Victoria: Very much. (pause) Oh, completely. And that's the charm of a ghost story, isn't it? Not the scares and chills, that's just for children, but the hope of some contact with the great beyond. We all want some message from that place. It's the Creator's greatest mystery that we're allowed no such consolation. The dead stay silent. And we must wait. (pause; she gathers herself) Come, begin your tale, Sir Robert. There's a chill in the air. The wind is howling through the eaves. Tell us of monsters!