by Selene (scooby_doo1986 at hotmail.com)
Holmes opened his eyes and saw a dark sky of stars. What time is it
now? He turned his head and looked at Big Ben. 8pm.... Holmes read,
then closed his eyes again. Wait a minute! Holmes' eyes snapped open.
What is Big Ben doing here on the ship? Holmes sat up. When did I
sit down? He looked to his right and saw the River Thames. He looked
up and saw two hovercrafts flying by. He stood up. I'm back! He
looked down and saw his uniform from 1919. Am I dreaming?
"Excuse me, sir, can you tell me what day and what year it now is?" He
asked a passerby.
"19th of June 2109, sir."
"You're welcome." He walked off.
Holmes looked around the place. Then he did the most basic thing to
prove to himself that he was not dreaming -- pinch himself. He smiled
after that, turned around, and walked in the direction where his
home was. He was back where he really belonged.
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