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Stacy was brought to Shea Stadium. It had been taken over by the Red Cross
and the National Gaurd. It seemed that thousands of New Yorkers were being
struck by amnesia. Stacy found herself sitting way up in the stands. Ten feet above her was a recently redone dark grey ceiling. The seats spread out in front of her. Most of the victims were being corraled through god-only-knows-what down on the field or sitting in the stands on the opposite side of the stadium. Stacy had simply dodged away when some of the more balder doctors were not looking. A five foot high, grey-haired Chinese woman walked up to her. "Hi." she said. "You found a good hiding space. Can you share?" "Fine with me." Stacy said. The woman sat down and put her feet up on the seats in front of her. Stacy followed. She noticed her new companion was wearing simple grey slacks, a similar colored vest and a dark red blouse. For having grey hair she looked about thirty five and well fit. Probably had a weekly Judo class like ... someone Stacy knew. "Amnesia?" said Stacy. "Damn right. They found me in Central Park staring at a tree. No I.D. You?" "Subway car. No I.D. Does everyone not have I.D.?" "No but enough of us don't that it's causing total chaos. Do you remember your name? Mine's Lucy." "Stacy. I think my last name might start with an S. Or a K. Oh god I hope it's easy to spell." Suddenly...
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