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A breeze slightly blew the hairs out of your face. Not that you seen it, but you felt it. Your eyes were still tightly shut, though the pain slowly faded away...

What's happening to me? May i ask? So that's what death's like?

You felt light, as in a dream for a minute. So easy that it began feeling kinda wrong... The darkness still envelopped you, yet, you began hearing some noises all around you.

Don't tell me im in hell or something >__> Grandma... Is that you? Or my dog? Worst than someone turning on the tv at night .___.

The noises you thought may have been your imagination, became more and more audible and... Were getting closer. Since it began ticking your ears off, your eyes instinctively began to open up.

So wait... Im not dead? Turn off the noises D: ...What's with all of this!

At first you were winking multiple times, as if you got up from the wrong side of the... Road. You quickly realised your head was lying on the side of the road, so the rest of your body. On top of that, you realised being in a puddle.

Wait did really nobody noticed me all of this time? ...How long did i remain here? Rain always come on time apparently o.o

Right as you noticed that, you literally launched yourself up, just so you sat. Your eyes didn't set off the puddle you lied in, as you observed your reflection in the water.

Is something THAT wrong with me? As if it was the time to notice an hair out of place... Wait wait... Im disfigured or something?

Your mind flushed for an instant, as you noticed your change of hairstyle... They were all brought up into a bun at the back of your head. And you were apparently now wearing a long red sleeved dress, with a corset. Your eyes didn't budge...

...... When did i ever owned this piece? Does it involve anyone changing me, and dropping me back unto the sidewalk? I don't even want to ask, really...

But you were interrupted from any further observation, as you heard a man yell "Bloody hell... Don't stay on the road like that!". You looked up at the call, just to see in front of you, a carriage and his horses stopping on time not to walk over you.

HOLY SHI... Ok first, horses on the road? Not really wise dude. What's with that british stereotype swear? ............ Does getting walked over by ponies hurt more than a car.............

Overtaken by surprise, you quickly hissed yourself aside from his path. The man just gave you a glare before he went on... Your heart began beating faster at the sight of what you saw, when the carriage didn't block your sight anymore.

More ponies? I have a ... Bad feeling about this? I still didn't get to ask about that carriage >__>

This time your sight was set on the other side of the road... Which exposed your eyes to nonetheless, a real parade. Aside the fog, you could see people on the sideway... Men with top hats, suits, while women wore the same kind of dresses as you.

Ok did someone carried me to a festival or something while i was knocked out? Uh............ What else could i possibly say? Dear lord... The HECK

Your gaze went further on, stumbling upon the houses and buildings over there. Their structure... It was nothing familiar. Or at least, nothing like you can find in the 21th century...

Oh please tell me this is merely a festival... Nice houses but but... I think i'll just ummm... Uhhh... I don't know.

This time another carriage went by, forcing your sight to gaze off elsewhere. The road itself now, merely looked older... Nothing as those you see everyday. Rocks were scattered everywhere on it.

And i thought our roads maintenance was bad! Ok really someone, tell me what's going on now im freaking out .___. But where the HELL AM I

Your heartbeat unstable, you jumped at the mere sight of someone walking by you. You did jump up, only did you loose back your balance and fell back, butt to the ground. "This dress... So puffy... I can't walk in that!"

Already dresses aren't that of my style 0.o Can i rip it all off? Great, now how do i get around...

You began panicking further more as you heard the people going by talking to each others, all with a very strong accent. One not that familiar... Your breath became more unstable just as you felt a hand lay down on your shoulder.

*jump* HELP AN HOBO ...Dude, im not really into the mood to... Someone who finally noticed a randomer lying down?

Just as the hand laid on your shoulder, you turned around, chasing it off. There, kneeled a young man beside you, his eyes at least as surprised as yours, when he brought a hand to your forehead.

...Hi there? Don't make me repeat myself... It's help i want .___.

"My lady you are bleeding..." he brought his hand back to him, just so at the same time you would notice blood now staining the white globes he wore. You brought your own this time, to realise you were indeed, bleeding hard.

Nice nice... Well i just went through worst. So who the heck are you? Oh great, just great. Now give me some bandages... I can deal with the bleeding later or... Where is there actually an hospital? You know, somewhere i'll find my road back...

"Obviously after the fall i toke but... Where am..." before you could finish it up, he quickly lifted you up. Now standing, and yet surprised, you were able to study him a little. He was slightly taller, his hairs arboured a pale black colour...

Don't make me feel small, i dare you... I still await an answer. ...Thanks?

You exchanged a look with him. His eyes were a dark grey, which you found quite unusual. But you quickly regained your sense and were about to repeat yourself, when he quickly interrupted "We should get going".

Why such a hurry? And you STILL haven't answered! ...Why should we, really? Wait dude, WAIITT

His eyes flickered around rapidly, before he grasped your hand. Then he dragged you along for a few steps until you stood ground and fought against his grasp. He gave you a weird look, as if he wouldn't of expected that.

What else to expect from randomingly trying to drag a stranger along? ANSWER DARN... Mom told me never to follow strangers *cough*

He insisted, as he tugged you to come along. But it was futile, as you resisted. He toke another look around before adding once more, "We have no time now Lady Angelina, we must..."

Lady... Who? So that's it! You got the wrong person ~ My name ain't...

You pulled back once more, confused at what he had just said. "You got the wrong person, my name's _____" you said. As soon as you spoke, his expression quickly changed as he fell into shock. You both stared at each other for a moment.

So, i officially have a clone? Can you let go of me now? Don't look at me like this dude!

He finally let out a chuckle, "This is not a laughing matter, we can't stay here, as if London wasn't enough of an headquarter for them already". He pulled you along as soon as he spoke.

...Wait... LONDON? This might explain the whole stereotype scenery... Uh, can you repeat that please?

You felt a slap as he spoke, once more. This time another question crossed your mind, one that without even thinking, you actually asked. "Hum... What date... Is it?" it's not like you felt you could look anymore stupid...

Indeed, quite a stupid question. Why am i asking this? It's not like i... *cross fingers*

Once more, the young man gave you a dazzled look. Apparently, you spoke like a complete alien. "October 2, 1888 my lady..." and without much more of a wait, he quickly added "We are one month away from your birthday, after all".

My birthday's not... WAIT WHAT *gulp* ...So does that mean i can't even CALL for help?

Your jaw literally dropped. Your heart? He raced faster than he ever did. Shock was written all over your face as no word came out of your mouth. Nonetheless, he said "Did you hit your head or something, to forget such primordial things?".

I want my mommy. Now. I just time travelled, that's it... I didn't forget anything, but yes dear, i am now mindfucked...

At least you didn't have to work your mind to answer him, as he quickly turned his head around and sighed. "We shall discuss in a safer place, now follow, quick!". He quickly pulled you along, as your muscles wouldn't quite respond...

What...The... I'll never get over this. Probably not. This is against laws of physics. Not that i ever listened in class anyway...

This time, the distress you felt kept you from resisting him in anyways. It toke a mere instant for you two to reach a darker alley, where without looking back at you, he at least gave you a hint, "Forgot the name of your butler too, hum?".

...I have one? Nice i guess. That means no chores? You are what?

"Clayton" he said without much emotions. Deeper he dragged you in the alley, worst was getting the smell. Dimmer was getting the light, and inaudible became the crowd's noises, as you got dragged within the depth of the Victorian London...

I'll never say impossible again. I swear. How HARD exactly did i hit my head? Error in the process of both time and identity?

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A breeze slightly blew the hairs out of your face. Not that you seen it, but you felt it. Your eyes were still tightly shut, though the pain slowly faded away...

You felt light, as in a dream for a minute. So easy that it began feeling kinda wrong... The darkness still envelopped you, yet, you began hearing some noises all around you.

The noises you thought may have been your imagination, became more and more audible and... Were getting closer. Since it began ticking your ears off, your eyes instinctively began to open up.

At first you were winking multiple times, as if you got up from the wrong side of the... Road. You quickly realised your head was lying on the side of the road, so the rest of your body. On top of that, you realised being in a puddle.

Right as you noticed that, you literally launched yourself up, just so you sat. Your eyes didn't set off the puddle you lied in, as you observed your reflection in the water.

Your mind flushed for an instant, as you noticed your change of hairstyle... They were all brought up into a bun at the back of your head. And you were apparently now wearing a long red sleeved dress, with a corset. Your eyes didn't budge...

But you were interrupted from any further observation, as you heard a man yell "Bloody hell... Don't stay on the road like that!". You looked up at the call, just to see in front of you, a carriage and his horses stopping on time not to walk over you.

Overtaken by surprise, you quickly hissed yourself aside from his path. The man just gave you a glare before he went on... Your heart began beating faster at the sight of what you saw, when the carriage didn't block your sight anymore.

This time your sight was set on the other side of the road... Which exposed your eyes to nonetheless, a real parade. Aside the fog, you could see people on the sideway... Men with top hats, suits, while women wore the same kind of dresses as you.

Your gaze went further on, stumbling upon the houses and buildings over there. Their structure... It was nothing familiar. Or at least, nothing like you can find in the 21th century...

This time another carriage went by, forcing your sight to gaze off elsewhere. The road itself now, merely looked older... Nothing as those you see everyday. Rocks were scattered everywhere on it.

Your heartbeat unstable, you jumped at the mere sight of someone walking by you. You did jump up, only did you loose back your balance and fell back, butt to the ground. "This dress... So puffy... I can't walk in that!"

You began panicking further more as you heard the people going by talking to each others, all with a very strong accent. One not that familiar... Your breath became more unstable just as you felt a hand lay down on your shoulder.

Just as the hand laid on your shoulder, you turned around, chasing it off. There, kneeled a young man beside you, his eyes at least as surprised as yours, when he brought a hand to your forehead.

"My lady you are bleeding..." he brought his hand back to him, just so at the same time you would notice blood now staining the white globes he wore. You brought your own this time, to realise you were indeed, bleeding hard.

"Obviously after the fall i toke but... Where am..." before you could finish it up, he quickly lifted you up. Now standing, and yet surprised, you were able to study him a little. He was slightly taller, his hairs arboured a pale black colour...

You exchanged a look with him. His eyes were a dark grey, which you found quite unusual. But you quickly regained your sense and were about to repeat yourself, when he quickly interrupted "We should get going".

His eyes flickered around rapidly, before he grasped your hand. Then he dragged you along for a few steps until you stood ground and fought against his grasp. He gave you a weird look, as if he wouldn't of expected that.

He insisted, as he tugged you to come along. But it was futile, as you resisted. He toke another look around before adding once more, "We have no time now Lady Angelina, we must..."

You pulled back once more, confused at what he had just said. "You got the wrong person, my name's _____" you said. As soon as you spoke, his expression quickly changed as he fell into shock. You both stared at each other for a moment.

He finally let out a chuckle, "This is not a laughing matter, we can't stay here, as if London wasn't enough of an headquarter for them already". He pulled you along as soon as he spoke.

You felt a slap as he spoke, once more. This time another question crossed your mind, one that without even thinking, you actually asked. "Hum... What date... Is it?" it's not like you felt you could look anymore stupid...

Once more, the young man gave you a dazzled look. Apparently, you spoke like a complete alien. "October 2, 1888 my lady..." and without much more of a wait, he quickly added "We are one month away from your birthday, after all".

Your jaw literally dropped. Your heart? He raced faster than he ever did. Shock was written all over your face as no word came out of your mouth. Nonetheless, he said "Did you hit your head or something, to forget such primordial things?".

At least you didn't have to work your mind to answer him, as he quickly turned his head around and sighed. "We shall discuss in a safer place, now follow, quick!". He quickly pulled you along, as your muscles wouldn't quite respond...

This time, the distress you felt kept you from resisting him in anyways. It toke a mere instant for you two to reach a darker alley, where without looking back at you, he at least gave you a hint, "Forgot the name of your butler too, hum?".

"Clayton" he said without much emotions. Deeper he dragged you in the alley, worst was getting the smell. Dimmer was getting the light, and inaudible became the crowd's noises, as you got dragged within the depth of the Victorian London...

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A breeze slightly blew the hairs out of your face. Not that you seen it, but you felt it. Your eyes were still tightly shut, though the pain slowly faded away...

You felt light, as in a dream for a minute. So easy that it began feeling kinda wrong... The darkness still envelopped you, yet, you began hearing some noises all around you.

The noises you thought may have been your imagination, became more and more audible and... Were getting closer. Since it began ticking your ears off, your eyes instinctively began to open up.

At first you were winking multiple times, as if you got up from the wrong side of the... Road. You quickly realised your head was lying on the side of the road, so the rest of your body. On top of that, you realised being in a puddle.

Right as you noticed that, you literally launched yourself up, just so you sat. Your eyes didn't set off the puddle you lied in, as you observed your reflection in the water.

Your mind flushed for an instant, as you noticed your change of hairstyle... They were all brought up into a bun at the back of your head. And you were apparently now wearing a long red sleeved dress, with a corset. Your eyes didn't budge...

But you were interrupted from any further observation, as you heard a man yell "Bloody hell... Don't stay on the road like that!". You looked up at the call, just to see in front of you, a carriage and his horses stopping on time not to walk over you.

Overtaken by surprise, you quickly hissed yourself aside from his path. The man just gave you a glare before he went on... Your heart began beating faster at the sight of what you saw, when the carriage didn't block your sight anymore.

This time your sight was set on the other side of the road... Which exposed your eyes to nonetheless, a real parade. Aside the fog, you could see people on the sideway... Men with top hats, suits, while women wore the same kind of dresses as you.

Your gaze went further on, stumbling upon the houses and buildings over there. Their structure... It was nothing familiar. Or at least, nothing like you can find in the 21th century...

This time another carriage went by, forcing your sight to gaze off elsewhere. The road itself now, merely looked older... Nothing as those you see everyday. Rocks were scattered everywhere on it.

Your heartbeat unstable, you jumped at the mere sight of someone walking by you. You did jump up, only did you loose back your balance and fell back, butt to the ground. "This dress... So puffy... I can't walk in that!"

You began panicking further more as you heard the people going by talking to each others, all with a very strong accent. One not that familiar... Your breath became more unstable just as you felt a hand lay down on your shoulder.

Just as the hand laid on your shoulder, you turned around, chasing it off. There, kneeled a young man beside you, his eyes at least as surprised as yours, when he brought a hand to your forehead.

"My lady you are bleeding..." he brought his hand back to him, just so at the same time you would notice blood now staining the white globes he wore. You brought your own this time, to realise you were indeed, bleeding hard.

"Obviously after the fall i toke but... Where am..." before you could finish it up, he quickly lifted you up. Now standing, and yet surprised, you were able to study him a little. He was slightly taller, his hairs arboured a pale black colour...

You exchanged a look with him. His eyes were a dark grey, which you found quite unusual. But you quickly regained your sense and were about to repeat yourself, when he quickly interrupted "We should get going".

His eyes flickered around rapidly, before he grasped your hand. Then he dragged you along for a few steps until you stood ground and fought against his grasp. He gave you a weird look, as if he wouldn't of expected that.

He insisted, as he tugged you to come along. But it was futile, as you resisted. He toke another look around before adding once more, "We have no time now Lady Angelina, we must..."

You pulled back once more, confused at what he had just said. "You got the wrong person, my name's _____" you said. As soon as you spoke, his expression quickly changed as he fell into shock. You both stared at each other for a moment.

He finally let out a chuckle, "This is not a laughing matter, we can't stay here, as if London wasn't enough of an headquarter for them already". He pulled you along as soon as he spoke.

You felt a slap as he spoke, once more. This time another question crossed your mind, one that without even thinking, you actually asked. "Hum... What date... Is it?" it's not like you felt you could look anymore stupid...

Once more, the young man gave you a dazzled look. Apparently, you spoke like a complete alien. "October 2, 1888 my lady..." and without much more of a wait, he quickly added "We are one month away from your birthday, after all".

Your jaw literally dropped. Your heart? He raced faster than he ever did. Shock was written all over your face as no word came out of your mouth. Nonetheless, he said "Did you hit your head or something, to forget such primordial things?".

At least you didn't have to work your mind to answer him, as he quickly turned his head around and sighed. "We shall discuss in a safer place, now follow, quick!". He quickly pulled you along, as your muscles wouldn't quite respond...

This time, the distress you felt kept you from resisting him in anyways. It toke a mere instant for you two to reach a darker alley, where without looking back at you, he at least gave you a hint, "Forgot the name of your butler too, hum?".

"Clayton" he said without much emotions. Deeper he dragged you in the alley, worst was getting the smell. Dimmer was getting the light, and inaudible became the crowd's noises, as you got dragged within the depth of the Victorian London...

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