Hello, people. lovewriting0304 here!
I really hope you'll enjoy this story. It's my first fanfic, so I hope you won't be too critical.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes!
- Prologue -
Outsider
A young girl stood in the center of the street, her eyes darting from one location to the next. She appeared to be around seventeen-perhaps younger, no one knew-and had the expression of absolute confusion etched upon her face.
Shaking her head, she managed to grab hold of a passerby's sleeve and asked a simple question.
"Hey, excuse me, mister. But can you tell me what this place is?"
The middle-aged man turned, his mouth opened. But when he caught the sight of her, the words that he'd been prepared with died away in his throat.
The girl looked preposterous. She was clad in colored trousers that women were forbidden to wear, and a strange, short-sleeved shirt underneath a dark-blue cardigan.
With a strangled cry, the man jerked his arm away from the girl's fingers and hurried away, leaving the girl just as perplexed as she had been before.
"What the heck is his problem?" she demanded no one in particular. "Jeez! I just asked him where I was!"
With an indignant huff, the girl glanced around as pedestrians hastened away around her. Without bothering to realize her outlandish attire, she scowled with distaste at the unfriendliness and stalked away.
She would discover everything on her own.