"WAHH" I was falling. Fast, I looked up just in time to see...Something close. And feel the cold, wet droplets of rain hit my face. Thinking quickly, I keep my glasses secured to my head. before they flew away from me.
Not even a second later, I hit the ground, my bag falling a few feet away from me. I sit up and adjust my glasses. I sat for a few minutes dumbfounded at what happened. I shifted in the sand and started to stand up. Scoping the area out I walked towards the nearest civilization I could see once I grabbed my bag, I set off towards a couple walking on the sidewalk. As I approached they looked...Weird. The woman is wearing some old dress, and the man is wearing a suit. They look like they just came from a costume party. I walk in front of them and began to talk.
"Hello. Can you tell me where I am and what time it is?" I ask
The man looks at me like I'm an idiot and responds "Miss, it's about a quarter to 9 and we're in London."
"Oh I see, you guys must have just come from a party. You have very historically accurate costumes and great accents!" I say proudly
"Uhm...What are you talking about?" they say and then give me a confused look. Sort of like when a dog looks at you and tilts its head.
"Oh, I see I'll play along." I pretend to clear my throat "What year it is?"
"1888?" This time the lady says this. "Are you alright?"
"yes!" I roll my eyes a bit. As much as I like ren faires, these people are taking it too far. I look back towards them they whisper among themselves for a couple of seconds and point at my clothes.
"Why are your clothes so strange?" they gesture to my black butler messenger bag, my ripped jeans, and my long-sleeved shirt with a Charizard on it. I start to think of a response along the lines of Hey I'm a time traveller from da future!
"Miss?" The man asks "are you a prostitute?"
I'll give a general idea of my expression and thoughts as I heard this: asjkfgifkgaelkgjglehglksdlhdlkjfdlfhsdfsdkf
I compose myself and try and form-wise words "Seriously guys it was cute in the beginning, but now it's kinda annoying. just tell me where I am."
"We already did. what is it that you want?"
Well if they won't tell me then, I'll just have to find out what's around here myself. I angrily stomp away after getting away from them I look backwards. They are quickly walking in the other direction. I look around at the buildings, which were very old fashioned. I Wiped the rain off my glasses and looked for a dry place to find answers.
I scanned the area, and my eyes were drawn to a small store. Finally, I'll get some answers. I racewalk/jog towards the store. I passed many unlit shop windows. Which, weirdly enough, were filled with fancy dresses, suits, old fashioned toys, and restaurants. Where the hell am I? I pressed on, even with my hair whipping against my face. The closer I get, the more I can smell sugar and many different assorted desserts. My heart skips a beat, and I freeze once I see the name of the place. As I stare wide-eyed, the storm starts picking up, claps of thunder illuminate my face making my glasses appear white.
"Funtom Confectionaries."
I smile to myself a bit.
"This just got a whole lot more Interesting."
Author's Note: I've decided to just make chapters that don't focus on Emily specifically to be short .5 chapters. If you don't like this new format dm me or comment. TY
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