Benjamin

Professor of English Literature and Creative Writing at UCL. Asexual. AU: Empath. Marvel OC/MV/GMT

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ Benjamin frowned, looking at the alert. "What on earth?" He was more confused than ever. "Did we somehow miss the emergence of a serial killer? And where are we even supposed to go?"

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ Benjamin woke slowly, and reached over to find Sherlock and wish him good morning However Sherlock wasn't there. He sat up and looked around, blinking at what he saw. He didn't recognise this room. He rubbed his eyes and got up, cautiously heading into the lounge-

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@221BBakerSt_ Upon hearing the shouting Benjamin stopped with his phone in hand. There didn't appear to be anyone else on the street, so he cautiously turned around. He gave a sigh of relief when he caught sight of where the shout had come from. He would recognise that silhouette anywhere. He-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ go away once he found him and they sorted out this whole mess. When he arrived at 221B though, he realised that might be harder than it seemed. Not only was there no sign of Sherlock, but it looked like the building had been abandoned for years. This couldn't be possible, as-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ Very strange and not at all prank related was going on. He has the distinct feeling that he was missing something that the whole world knew but him. He all but jumped off the train when it reached the Baker Street stop, desperate to find Sherlock. He was sure this feeling would-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ Once he got on the tube, Benjamin really began to feel uneasy. The usually bustling train was almost empty, and he realised the streets had been oddly quiet too. He checked his phone, and saw that it should be peak time for the trains. He was beginning to think that something-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ at least he still had that phone number. Whatever prank this was, it was becoming less funny by the second.

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ Station and figured out where he was. He was sure it was just his imagination, but everything around him felt off in some way. He shook it off, and decided he'd head to Baker Street. Perhaps Mrs Hudson would be able to help him locate Sherlock. If not, he would have to call Ed-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ at least he still had that phone number. Whatever prank this was, it was becoming less funny by the second.

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ When Benjamin got outside he didn't recognise where he was. London was a big city though, so he figured he'd just wander until he found something he recognised, or a tube station. The longer he was outside, the more he felt like something was amiss, but he finally found a tube-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ phone he figured must be his. He intended to call Sherlock and tell him this wasn't funny, but Sherlock's number wasn't in his phone. Nor were several others that should have been. Forcing himself not to panic again, he decided to just go out and find Sherlock.

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ centered himself. Perhaps someone was playing a joke on him. It was rather an elaborate prank, but not entirely impossible. Having calmed himself somewhat, he got dressed in clothes he actually did recognise, forced down some breakfast, and eventually found a-

[Benjamin @ProfBenMartin]

@221BBakerSt_ //omg this is brilliant😂 I bet you could rap if you tried.

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