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Eighth Doctor Drabbles

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Harry was exhausted, but every time he drifted off to sleep troubling images brought him shuddering awake. An enormous white room with row upon row of human-shaped, translucent doors with bodies barely visible behind them. A tall man with curly hair and large, straight teeth pulling a cord from a wall and forcing Harry to jump rope with him. A strange potato-headed person who didn’t look human at all. And, most frequently, a lovely woman wearing a yellow raincoat who smiled at him.

Harry stared at the ceiling and grumbled. Had this enemy alien, the Doctor, messed with his mind?