.: LOCATION CLASSIFIED :.
A wrinkle was what 'They' called it. A wrinkle. 'They' whisper in my mind. They say it's the reason. The reason why me and my friend have ended up in this cold, desolate place that looks suspiciously like earth. But there is something slightly off.
.: UNKNOWN LOCATION :.
A loud crash is heard, followed by some curses. A creature known as a troll is wandering about. He happens to have the cancer symbol on his shirt, and he is wearing gray jeans. He has gray skin, and nubby horns that remind his friends of candy corn. He kicks a nearby door and discovers two human girls huddled together. They both seem to recognize him.
.: Roof of St Bartholomew's Hospital, London, England, Earth :.
Two girls are huddled together, dangerously underdressed in the current weather. Though the older one does not usually 'huddle' with others, she appears to have made an exception. Although it is fall, the two girls are only wearing volleyball jerseys and shorts. They both jump when they hear a door open behind them. A man, in a black trenchcoat and a blue scarf stepped onto the rooftop. The younger one gives a gasp of recognition.
.: UNKNOWN LOCATION :.
"Karkat?"
.: Roof of St Bartholomew's Hospital, London, England, Earth :.
"Sherlock?"
.: UN Conference, Manhattan, New York, USA, Earth :.
"Haha! Of course you can trust me, I'm the hero!" a scuffle and a bang is heard, and another person replies "America, please just shut the bloody hell up!" some more scuffles and heard, along with a muffled reply. A man raises his voice and tells everyone to be quiet. Everyone falls silent.
.: UNKNOWN LOCATION :.
The troll visibly tenses. "Who the the hell are you, and how the fuck do you know my name?"
.: Roof of St Bartholomew's Hospital, London, England, Earth :.
The man narrows his eyes, and turns his cold, calculating gaze towards the girl.
.: TARDIS, UNKNOWN LOCATION :.
A man in a trench coat shakes his head. "Humans. Humans. Humans. Just can't leave the spacetime continuum alone, can you."