And then River disappeared into the box.
Sherlock and John swapped looks, which was pointless since Sherlock’s face was as unreadable as ever.
Sherlock bowed slightly and indicated he go in first. John shot him an evil look, but went forward, opened the door wider and entered the box, Sherlock on his tail.
And then John stopped short.
“Wha-?”
Sherlock was silent behind him.
River giggled slightly. The Doctor didn’t look up, reading something off…. A console….? Inside the box. The small, phone booth sized box. There was a room the size of one of those ballrooms of old. But it was… like what? A base, on those videogames everyone plays nowadays. But it was real. It was real. John wondered if this was a PTSD induced hallucination. Not like any cases he’d heard of though. Maybe they’d been drugged. There must be something to explain it.
Sherlock didn’t say anything, electing John to act as the idiot in the situation, and waiting for him to fulfil the required question that needed to be answered.
There was a silence.
River, who had joined the Doctor on the platform, looked back and them and chuckled.
“It….it’s bigger on the inside?” John finally asked.
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The Meeting - A WhoLock Fic
Fiksi PenggemarWhen an unruly stranger and his wife turn up from out of the blue, John and Sherlock are thrown into one of the most alien of adventures yet! Will they be able to crack the case? And just who is this 'Doctor'?
