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Stacy sat down behind the desk and picked up one of the books from a stack
that had been piled there. My life as a Doctor Who Companion? she
wondered. What on Earth does that mean? The dust jacket
showed a picture of five smiling people standing in front of some kind of
blue phone booth or something. Dominating the photo was a man with a shock
of white hair, oddly old-fashioned clothes and a strangely interesting
face. There were also two statuesque redheads -- twin sisters, apparently
-- and a comparatively nondescript-looking woman with brown hair and
glasses. The fifth person was Stacy herself. She found it interesing --
and something of a relief -- to realize that should could at least
recognize a picture of herself. After all, she hadn't looked into any
mirrors since losing her memory. As for the rest of the people...
somewhere deep inside, she thought they might be vaguely familiar, but no
memories would come. She was interrupted from this contemplation when the first of the autograph-seekers placed an open volume in front of her. "Could you make it out to Bob?" he asked shyly. Figuring she might as well play along for now, Stacy scrawled "To Bob from Stacy Jones" on the flyleaf and handed it back to him with a smile. The next person took his place in line.
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