It was true! I was dragged to an alternate universe. But! Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

The name's Kameran. Kameran Drakensberg. Kam for short. I'm an 18 year old GIRL, going on 24... Well, in this story! I'm what they call an archaeologist extraordinaire. Yeah, I went to college early to study archaeology. I passed with flying colours and now go on loads of trips with other archaeologists.

I pretty okay with my puzzles. I mean, I finished all the Professor Layton games so far! That has to count for something.

I wear jeans and t-shirts with hooded jackets and converse. Oh, and with my signature baseball cap. Can't live without that!

So, that's me. Now, on to the story!

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It was a summer morning in England and I was in the garden replaying the Lost Future. I had completed all the puzzles, but it kept saying there was one more. It had only started doing that today... Strange. And what made it stranger was that the professor was always looking at the screen, not focusing on what was happening in the game.

Every clip, he was staring at me. Nothing was stopping him. After searching round the whole place, I saw the professor as an interactive character. He was standing by a memorial in the real London.

That was odd. I was playing as the professor... How could he be there? Perhaps it was Don Paolo? No, it couldn't be... There was no need to fake anything...

I tapped the professor and a video started. He walked over to the memorial and touched it. It showed me the name...

Kameran Drakensberg...

I stared at the DS, open mouthed. There was no way that was me! A picture showed up and it was of me... when I was 13... I think. I have no memory of when I was 13 or below. My foster parents blamed it on memory loss.

Did I tell you I was adopted? I was adopted by force. Nobody wanted me, so I was forced to live with 2 random people. I took a sip of lemonade.

Luke walked up to the professor and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Who's that, professor?"

Professor smiled and looked at Luke. "Luke my boy, this person was once a very close friend of mine. I was hoping to one day ask her to be mine. However, she was stolen from her parents and taken away. She ended up going through a time hoop and is now lost from me forever."

I choked on my drink and gaped at the screen. Well, if it was me, that would explain why I had no memory of when I was 13...

"Hey professor? I have a pretty good feeling that she isn't gone forever. Maybe she's somewhere out there. She could be watching us right now for all we know!"

Okay, this was getting freaky. A puzzle popped up on the screen.

2 letters. That's all you need to work out how Kameran could be watching them. Only Kameran could know the answer. I smiled and tapped INPUT ANSWER. I wrote the letters D and S. I clicked submit.

The answer was correct. I smiled. Well, looks like I'm the person they were looking for. Well, I did always think Layton was sexy. Well, and to think I was the one they were looking for.

Another video showed up.

"Professor? Did you just feel that too?"

Professor smiled. "Indeed I did. I know exactly what it means."

"What does it mean, professor?"

"It means, my boy, that Kameran really is watching us. And I have a feeling she has been watching us for a while." He looked towards the screen with dreamy eyes and smiled. "Yes, I have a pretty good feeling that it's correct."

I gaped at the screen and carried on watching.

Luke looked around. "But where is she watching us from, professor?"

"From her universe. I only wish she were here with us now. She would have loved all the adventure. She never stopped wanting adventures, I could bet anything that in her universe, she got herself into some pretty strange situations"

Yet again, I gaped at the screen. How many times had I gotten myself into strange situations when I was on archaeological digs. I think the strangest one was being trapped in a cave for 4 days. I always loved the adventures I would get myself into.

It was official, that was me. I closed my eyes for a second and a flash of when I was 10 came into my mind. I was with a boy a few years older than me. His name was... Hershel Layton. I called him Hershey and he hated it. He took me on adventures and took me places I never dreamt of seeing.

I gasped. I remember these things... I carried on watching the screen. A video didn't show up, but the DS started emanating a white smoke that began to surround me. I blinked once and the next thing I knew, I was falling.

I looked at myself as I fell. I looked older... and prettier! Cool!

I screamed as I fell and I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact. However, it didn't quite come as expected.

2 arms caught me and placed me on the floor. I opened one eye.

"Am I dead?" There was a chuckle and I opened the other eye. I looked around and saw a boy with a blue hat. He was staring at me intently. I looked up at him curiously. He smiled.

"Hi! I'm Luke-"

"Luke Triton, yeah. I know." I scratched my head and looked behind me and saw the professor. "And you're Hershel Layton, I presume?" He nodded and I smiled at them. "Well, I think I just fell into an alternate universe. Well, this is new. I haven't done this before."

Layton looked confused and Luke tugged on professor's sleeve. He whispered something in Layton's ear and then looked at me. I walked over to the memorial as they spoke. I knew they were talking about me. I could hear them.

"Professor, look at her eyes! They're blue! Most brown haired people don't have blue eyes! And look at the picture on the memorial!" I could hear them clearly.

"Hmm... They do look rather similar. However, we mustn't judge it so quickly. This could all be a coincidence."

"Or, I could be hearing everything you're saying" I called over my shoulder. I looked at the photo of me and looked at it carefully. Yes, it had my eyes. The straight hair also gave it all away. That was me.

"I'm terribly sorry, but you seem to look so much like an old friend of mine who was taken from me." I smirked. It was him. He was the guy from my memories.

"Trust me, we're closer than you think. Thanks for saving me, Professor. I think I owe you my life. I'll be out of your hair soon, I just need to ask you some questions. Number 1: Where am I?"

"London, in the university grounds."

"Number 2: Where is the closest hotel?"

"Just across the street from my house."

"Great. Number 3: Where is the closest market?"

"Over the street."

"Thanks, that's about it! I have all the information I need. I'll get out of your hair now..." I turned around, but a hand grabbed my shoulder. Just as I expected. I turned back and smiled.

"You don't have to go so quickly. I have a few a questions of my own."

"Fire away"

"Number 1: Where are you from?"

"Alternate universe"

"Number 2: How old are you?"

"I think I'm 24."

"Number 3: Why are you here?"

"No idea."

"Number 4: What is your name?"

"Kameran, Kameran Drakensberg."

I turned and walked away. I could hear the footsteps as they followed me, but I pretended not to notice. I pulled out my wallet/purse thing out of my pocket and opened it. I had £1000 in that purse. I was going to buy a car, because I had passed my drivers test. But when I looked at all the money there, it was a lot. It had all been converted and it was a lot.

At the market, I bought all the clothes I needed and some new shoes and all the essentials. I knew they were still following. I came to the bus stop as the bus showed up. I paid for my ticket and got on. They were right behind me.

They didn't speak during the bus ride, but I knew they were there. I got off at the hotel and they followed. But, before I went in I stopped dead and they crashed into me.

"You know that if I were someone else, I would have already reported you for stalking me. Now, are you going to come and join me in my hotel room? Or are you going to watch me from the window?"

I turned round to face them and Layton blushed a deep red. "Ahem, yes. I'm sorry, it's just I would have really liked to see what you did to determine if you were who you say you were..."

"So you don't believe I'm Kam? Okay, fair enough. Your intuition hasn't failed you yet, so I can see your point. But hey, once I get this hotel room sorted, why don't you come by and we will talk over things? But first, I do believe you need to go back to the future London and stop Clive before the world ends in tragedy."

"I'm sorry? How do you know that?"

"It's called play the game. Now, you wait right there."

I dashed into the hotel and paid for the room. I told them to take my stuff up as I had to go out and rushed back to the professor and Luke. I grabbed their arms and dragged them to the clock shop.