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'What's going on? What happened? Where am I? Why am I lying down?' Sabrina thought to herself.

When she tried to open her eyes, she was met with a pounding headache and she winced at the tremendous amount of pain.

When her eyes adjusted and her ears ceased ringing, she realized she was on a couch.

But who it belonged to was something she was starting to dread. 'For all I know, some psycho drugged me and now I'm gonna die.' She thought.

Glancing around the room, she saw a huge bookshelf full of different sized books, a coffee table, and other things that make a place feel like a home.

"But who this home belongs to is what concerns me..." 'Did I say that out loud?!' She scolded herself for revealing she had awoken.

The shuffling of feet getting closer began to scare her.

Quickly scanning the room for something useful, something that could be a weapon, her eyes landed on a silver candelabra.

Grabbing it and holding it high like a baseball bat, she waited for the person to enter the room.

What she did not expect was a man with bouncy brown hair, a tan tweed jacket, and a red bowtie to waltz into the room with a gold tea tray filled with tea cups, a teapot, and some round cookies with what looked like red jam in the center.

"Hello! I'm the Doctor."