Sequestered in a small, ill-equipped and badly heated laboratory high up in the base of the Manhattan Bridge - with nothing but a tattered lab-book and a portrait to remind him of the father he never knew - The Son of Madblood and his faithful assistant, Igor - when not experimenting and sometimes even when experimenting - while away their considerable downtime watching their favorite horror movies.. And YOU are invited! So - be brave! Up that massive flight of stairs! Creep along that dark, possibly rat-infested and definitely musty corridor! Raise your trembling hand and knock.. The Son of Madblood may be in - but the Doctor is out... OF HIS MIND!