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.:WhoLock:. A Study in Time and Space Part 2”Fancy a trip, Mr. Holmes?”Sherlock kept his stare at the Doctor, before glancing at the box, then at John, then back at the box. A smirk played across his face. “Come, John,” he said, then stepped inside.“Oh, for heaven’s sake, Sherlock,” John muttered, stepping past the Doctor and into the box. Whatever sentence that was in his mouth was immediately swallowed.The thinner man followed in behind him, closing the doors. He pulled off his coat and ran up to the console at the center of the room. “Well then, Mr. Holmes, Mr. Watson, where would you like to go first?”Both men looked at each other, as if trying to find the answer between them. Finally Sherlock looked back at the Doctor.“I would like to see proof, Doctor,” The detective said. “Not so much as the ‘where,’ though, I can see how that is possible. No, I want proof on the ‘when.’”“Ah, I see! Any-when, London, England,
.:WhoLock:. A Study in Time and Space Part 1“Sherlock, what is it? What are we doing here?”Sherlock’s blonde companion had the tone of doubt in his question, but the consulting detective himself remained cryptic as he examined the strange blue police box.“John, tell me what you see here.”John looked the box over. “Well, it’s a blue police box from, I’d say, the 1950s-““1960s,” Sherlock corrected, “1963, to be exact. That would make it at least forty years old. But look closely; the paint has been redone, probably two years old at the least. Obviously well cared for. And there’s the matter of the rain, which cleared up fifteen minutes ago. The sidewalks are still wet but the box isn’t, which means it just got here. The sign says ‘pull to open’ but judging by the hinges, the doors were always pushed instead, so either the box was poorly built or the owner doesn’t have common knowledge of police boxes, probably the latter. Then