001 - Doctor Who and the Abominable Snowmen

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A single blow from the giant, hairy paw smashes the

explorer to the ground. Terrified, he flees from the

monster’s glowing eyes and savage fangs... Why are the

peaceful Yeti now spreading death and destruction? And

what is the secret behind the glowing cave on the

mountain?

When DOCTOR WHO discovers that a long-dead friend is

still alive, he knows why his visit to the lonely Himalayan

monastery has led to a struggle to save the Earth!

ISBN 0 426 10583 4

DOCTOR WHO

AND THE

ABOMINABLE

SNOWMEN

Based on the BBC television serial Doctor Who and the

Abominable Snowmen by Mervyn Haisman and Henry Lincoln

by arrangement with the British Broadcasting Corporation

TERRANCE DICKS

Illustrated by

Alan Willow

A TARGET BOOK

published by

The Paperback Division of

W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

A Target Book

Published in 1974

by the Paperback Division of W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

A Howard & Wyndham Company

44 Hill Street, London W1X 8LB

Lincoln 1967

Corporation 1967, 1974

Reproduced, printed and bound in Great Britain by

The Anchor Press Ltd, Tiptree, Essex

ISBN 0 426 10583 4

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by

way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out or

otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in

any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is

published and without a similar condition including this

condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

CONTENTS

1 The Secret of the Snows

2 The Creature in the Cave

3 Live Bait to Catch a Monster

4 Jamie Traps a Yeti

5 The Secret of the Inner Sanctum

6 A Yeti Comes to Life

7 A Plan to Conquer Earth

8 Revolt in the Monastery

9 Attack of the Yeti

10 Peril on the Mountain

11 The Final Battle

12 The Abominable Snowman

The Secret of the Snows

High on the Himalayan mountainside the little camp

fire was burning low. Edward Travers shivered, and huddled

deeper inside his sleeping-bag. He was drifting in and out of

an uneasy slumber, fantasy and reality merging and blurring

in his mind. In his dream, he was at the Royal Geographical

Society, addressing a scornful and hostile audience.

‘Gentlemen, I assure you—the body of evidence that has

accumulated over the years is undeniable. The Abominable Snowman

does exist.’

He heard again the hated voice of his old rival,

Professor Walters. ‘If you’re as sure as that, my dear Travers, I

suggest you go and look for the beast!’

Once more Travers heard the scornful laughter that

followed. He heard his own voice. ‘Thank you for the suggestion,

sir. Perhaps I will.’

Travers twisted and muttered in his sleep. Scene

followed scene in his mind, like a jerky, speeded-up old film:

the desperate struggle to raise money for his expedition; the

final, half-scornful agreement of a Fleet Street editor to back

him; the long journey to India; the endless days of overland

travel to reach the slopes of the Himalayas; still more days

spent climbing, always climbing, to reach this remote point.

And all for nothing.

Soon they would have to turn back, the expedition a

failure. Back in London there would be polite sympathy,

concealing quiet amusement. Only Mackay would stand by

him, Mackay, his oldest and best friend, the only man who

had agreed to join his expedition. Yet now it seemed that

even Mackay had turned against him. Mackay was laughing at

him, screaming insults.

Suddenly Travers jerked fully awake. He really could

hear Mackay’s voice. It was calling to him. Screaming for

help... Travers rubbed his eyes and looked across the circle of

light round the camp fire. Mackay’s sleeping-bag was empty.

There were tracks leading out into the darkness. Travers

fumbled for his rifle and struggled from his sleeping-bag.

Then he set off towards the sound of Mackay’s voice. He

scrambled over the edge of the little plateau, and down the

rocky slope.

In the darkness ahead of him he could see two

struggling figures. One was Mackay. But the other... It was

enormous—a giant, shaggy form. Travers tried to call out, but

could only produce a sort of croak. Instantly the creature

flung Mackay to the ground. It whirled round to attack

Travers. He raised his rifle, but before he could fire it was

wrenched from his hands. Travers caught a brief glimpse of

glowing eyes and savage fangs. Then a blow from a giant,

hairy paw smashed him to the ground.

Back at the little camp-site the fire was almost out. The

guttering of the flames threw a feeble light on the two empty

sleeping-bags. The shadow of a huge shuffling figure fell over

the site. Something was tossed contemptuously into the dying

fire. It was Mackay’s rifle. The barrel was bent almost double,

the stock shattered into match-wood. The giant shape moved

away and vanished into the night.

Next morning, a little higher on that same Himalayan

peak, a wheezing, groaning sound shattered the peace and

stillness of the mountain air. An old blue police box appeared

from nowhere, transparent at first, but gradually becoming

solid. It perched on a snowy ledge, looking completely out of

place.

Inside the police box was an ultra-modern control room,

with a centre console of complex instruments. There was

something very odd about this police box. Somehow it was

bigger on the inside than on the outside.

There were three people in the control room. One was a

middle-aged, middle-sized man with a gentle, rather comical

face, and a shock of untidy black hair. He was wearing an old

black coat, and a pair of rather baggy check trousers.

Watching him were a brawny youth in highland dress,

complete with kilt, and a small, dark girl dressed in the style

of Earth’s Victorian age. Appropriately enough, since her

name was Victoria.

She was the daughter of a Victorian antique dealer, who

had lost his life during a terrifying adventure with the Daleks.

Alone and friendless, Victoria had been taken under the

protection of a mysterious traveller in Space and Time known

only as the Doctor.

Much the same thing had happened to Jamie, the Scots

lad, whose fate had become caught up with the Doctor’s

during the Jacobite rebellion. Now both young people,

wrenched from their own times, spent their lives travelling

through Time and Space with the Doctor in the strangely

disguised craft known as the TARDIS. (The Doctor had told

Victoria that the initials stood for Time and Relative

Dimensions in Space—which left her none the wiser.)

Victoria sometimes wondered if her decision to join the

Doctor had been a wise one. He was very kind, in his vague,

erratic way, and she was very fond of him. But he did seem to

have a knack of wandering into the most appalling danger.

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