weather monitoring station Arctic pitch black You are spending a lonely Christmas Eve at a weather monitoring station in Arctic Canada. Sam, your only coworker, is drinking wine by himself. You hear sounds on the roof. Then there is a knock on the door. When you look outside, it's freezing outside, and you can't see anyone in the pitch black. Sitting on the front step is a Christmas present. It's heavy so you drag it inside and close the door. Sam sees the present and comes over. "What's that?" "I don't know. I found it outside." Sam grabs a card tied to the gift. "There's a card. 'Dear weather researchers, merry Christmas. Love, Santa Claus.' Well, are you going to open it?" I'll open it. I won't open it.