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Chapter 3 – The Plan…

By the time Tasha woke up, she was still dizzy, but not as dizzy as she was when she was at the theater last night Oh no! The theater hasn't been locked, someone needs to…. She stopped in the middle of the ranting in her head to see that she was on a couch in Mr. Sternson's office and had had a sheet put over her neatly. She quickly sat up, but then the dizziness came back, so she lay back down before she felt like she was going to faint again. Just then she heard footsteps coming from the door way, "Tasha you're up! I'm glad!" The Doctor said before sitting down on a chair that was placed next to the couch.

"How long have I been out?" Tasha asked while trying to regain her composure.

"For about 3 1/2 hours. But you needed the rest, so don't worry. How do you feel now?"

"A little better" she finally answered with before sitting up on the couch. When she finally remembered what happened to her and how the Doctor helped her, she felt herself blush then quickly thought of something else. Luckily he turned his head so he missed that reaction… she thought to herself The Doctor then did a mini check-up to see if her vital signs were ok, once he was done, he then gave her some water, and then started to explain what had happen.

"I was about to explain why I think the collector was coming after you when you blacked out onto the floor. So I help you on to the couch. You were really cold, so I gave you a sheet." His face then became more serious.

"I have a question for you. How many times have you seen that collector?"

"This is the second time that I have seen this collector" She managed to say.

"The first time I was walking home and saw something in the corner of my eye. I thought I was seeing things so when I got home, I locked the door and looked out the window but saw nothing. I didn't think I was going to see it again" Her hands started to shake, so she put the cup down for good measure.

"Is that thing going to keep following me? That's one thing I don't want on my mind right now, and what happened to Mr. Sternson?" The thought just happen to pop into her head, remembering how her boss looked on the floor of his office, but when she saw the Doctor's facial reaction, she became distraught.

"I am so sorry Tasha, but the collector took Mr. Sternson's body and used it to try and get to you. That's what a collector does, they steal bodies of the people closest to the person they are looking after, and use it to get closer to that person. But they are only able to do that 3 times, then they die" There was remorse in his voice as he spoke.

"But why would it want to watch me?" Tasha asked.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you were special?" Tasha looked surprised when he asked.

"Yes all the time. But I don't….."

"But you don't feel any more special than anyone else right?"

"Yeah…..but how did you know?"

"I didn't, I was going to say the same thing but wanted to know if anyone else told you the same thing, and I was right…." Tasha looked puzzled by the Doctor's amazement.

"Okay….?" That was all she able to say before the Doctor continued his speech.

"So as I was saying, the collector was here for you, but was really not supposed to capture you, he was supposed to be here just to watch you until the real danger came."

"Real danger? You mean I'm in danger?" Tasha now became pale in the face.

"Not while I'm here you're not…" The Doctor said standing up.

"Now, you have to get home, so you can change, then I'll meet you at 6th street, you know the street where we first met there is a walkway there, meet me there, ok?" The Doctor said while leading her towards the front of the theater.

"Ok" said Tasha franticly trying to catch up with the Doctor.

Once they got to the doors, the plan was in motion. Tasha went straight home, took a shower, and then changed her clothes. She got her wallet, got her keys and walked out the apartment so she could go meet the Doctor at 6th street.