A more accurate summary:
Phil and Dan are in the US for a convention when something strange happens. Phil goes missing, and Dan has to try and find him while encountering the supernatural forces that are at work, and meets many new friends along the way.
This is a SuperWhoLock/Phan Fanfic
Chapter One
Phil
Dan went to Vidcon in Los Vegas, and took with him his best friend Phil.
When Vidcon was over, Dan and Phil decided to walk to Comicon, which was a few blocks down from Vidcon.
As they were walking, they came to the second street that the needed to cross.
When they got half-way across the street, a giant hole opened up, and Phil fell into the dark abyss.
As Phil fell, he started hearing screams.
When he finally reaches the bottom of the hole, he looked around.
He saw a creepy looking hillbilly with yellow eyes, and ran.
He came upon a giant cage, and what he saw inside was odd.
He saw a weird looking dude yelling at a younger guy.
They were arguing about whether or not microwave was an onomatopoeia.
He then heard an odd sound, and out of nowhere popped a blue police box.
Phil stood by as three men in trenchcoats came out of the box.
"Jesus Christ!" said Phil.
"No," replied a middle-aged man in a light tan coat, "I am Castiel."
"Umm...okay?"
said Phil nervously as the man with a darker coat moved forward.
"My name is The Doctor and this is my TARDIS.
Come with us."
Phil cautiously stepped backwards, and turned to run away.
He had made it about 6 yards before the first man appeared in front of him and touched his forehead.
Everything went black as Phil passed out.
Dan What the hell just happened?
Dan thought as a giant hole in the street closed up.
His heart was beating frantically as he started to think of what could have happened, and reasons why his best friend was now stuck in whatever hole he just fell into.
Maybe it was a dream he thought, pinching his arm.
Nope, not a dream.
Maybe I'm high?
Nope, no drugs.
Maybe it was a trick.
No Phil is a bad magician.
Maybe it was a freak accident.
Maybe it will happen again.
Maybe I'll fall into a hole this time.
Maybe everyone will miss us both.
Maybe no one will miss us.
Maybe this event was utterly insignificant.
Maybe I will fall into a giant hole like Phil and this is just the Universe's way of telling us that life is insignificant.
Maybe humans are insignificant.
Would anyone care if the whole human population just dropped off of the face of the earth and into oblivion?