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Dottie's head was pounding ever since her encounter with Wanda earlier that day. It was quickly becoming a massive migraine when she doubled over in pain.
Suddenly, visions filled her head as clarity washed away the dreamlike fog she felt she'd been in for years.
That's when she realized, she wasn't Dottie Jones. She was Sally Proctor.
Wait, that wasn't right either.
She doubled over again as the visions took again. She saw flashes of people: a redhead and her girlfriend. Vampires being impaled by a blonde woman.
"Xander!" She called out.
That's when she remembered exactly who she was.