(Y/N POV)

Sneaking myself through the city had been easy enough. Hugh had my hair tied securely into a bun and even prepared for me a dress with a hood to overshadow my face. Our aim was to find Emily, wherever she may be. Hugh had asked around the city for the Church household and we were led in several directions. I was almost afraid that, by the end of the night, we'd have mapped out all of London. Perhaps once we'd found them, it would be revealed that my sister was not even here. Perhaps she was still in the future.

Having reached yet another house, like the many other grand ones we had approached on this very day, Hugh led us both through the gates and to the doors. "How about this home, do you recognise it?"
I shook my head. "No, I don't." It was all too unfamiliar to me, as the countless others had been. A young boy, around the age of five or six, played on the porch with small figurines of British soldiers. He had yet to notice us.

"Boy!" Hugh's frail voice croaked out. The child immediately stood, meeting us with a frightful gaze. "Who is your Master?"
"Mr John Barker Church, Sir." he announced. I sighed in relief.
"Can you alert him of our presence?"
"Who is it that he is seeing?"
Hugh glanced down to me. "Mr Hugh Mulligan and Miss Sophie Hamilton."
The child hesitated for a moment, furrowing his eyebrows at the names. Nevertheless, he retreated indoors.

"...What if she-"
"She will." he reassured me. "If the final place that she was sighted in was with the Churches, she will be here."

The boy shortly returned onto the porch with a man behind him, his eyes widening the instant that he saw me. "My God, what has become of you two?!" he almost shrieked in terror. He raced out of the boy's way and hurriedly to me. "I thank you for your duties, Sir, but now there is no need-"
"Please, let him stay!" I implored Mr Church, who seemed to be turning Hugh away. "He's a friend of mine!"
Mr Church raised his eyebrows, glaring at Hugh. "I was an associate of Mr Alexander Hamilton." he agreed.
"Well j- Come in, quickly!"

"John! What i-" The lady who I recognised as Angelica gasped at my sudden appearance within her property. "Oh you poor thing!" she exclaimed. She hurried over to aide Mr Church into accompanying me inside. "We thought you dead after we had heard what had happened!" - She faced Hugh - "You kind man, how can I ever thank you for what you have done!"
"It is my sworn allegiance to the Hamiltons, Madam."

"The moment that your sister awakes, she-"
"Emily's here?!" I questioned, almost stumbling back on her words.
"Why yes! We were foolish enough to presume her dead, just as you had been! But we came to realise that she was still amongst the living, only..."
"Trapped in an eternal sleep." Mr Church finished, pushing the door open further for us to enter.
"Just as Miss Hamilton had." Hugh informed them both. "Awoke only today."

The child who had assisted us earlier closed the door, abandoning the figurines he had played with only moments ago and resorting to the indoors. "Can I see her, please?!" I begged. Emily was one of the clearest memories that I had, not any of these people who seemed like ghosts to me. They were there, I just... couldn't detect them.
"I would not-"
"Of course." Angelica disrupted her husband. He glared back at her, almost as if he were afraid of me. I was not surprised. To see a grown adult reappear as their 13-year-old self was something truly unthinkable.

"I'll escort Sophie upstairs. Mary, prepare some tea for our guest."
"Yes, Mistress." 'Mary' obeyed Angelica's orders and rushed for the kitchen. The scene was hectic; people seemed to be frantically jumping about from place to place, whilst Angelica led me up the stairs. We turned into a room directly to our right and my eyes instantly fell upon a girl, sleeping soundly in her bed.

Of course, it was no ordinary girl.

"Emily-!" I darted to her side and knelt down.
"She is alright." Angelica supported. "We just cannot understand what happened that night. No one can!"
I squinted. "...What happened that night?"
"Oh, well, we were counting for New Year. Emily seemed... distressed at that time. And then suddenly, she hits the ground. My husband took her inside, for she had inflicted a tremendous amount of pain to her head. And then, as soon as we know it, the wound had disappeared and she is..." Angelica waved her hands about, as if trying to comprehend what she was saying. "A child."

I glanced at my sister again, someone that I knew much better than anyone else. If that was true, then I would be able to discern whether she was really sleeping or not. Based upon my judgement, she was, in fact, not. Her eyelids were twitching and eyebrows raised, something that I'd noticed that she unintentionally did only recently whenever she pretended.

"Could you give me a minute, please?" I asked of her, putting on a saddened tone. To further reinforce this, I took Emily's hand into mine.
"Of course. Take your time." Angelica smiled patiently, departing from the room. From the look in her eyes, that smile was masked with fear.

With the immediate close of the door, Emily's eyes flung open. "Y/N, where are we?" she questioned, staring in terror at the ceiling.
"Emily, what is the last thing that you remember?"
"But where are we?!!"
"Please, just trust me!!"

"I- I remember feeling really sleepy after school so I decided to take a nap!"
"Did you have any dreams? Any dreams that seemed like reality at the time?"
"Well, yeah but that doesn-"
"Tell me what you remember from the dream, please."

Emily rolled her eyes, gradually becoming more irritable. "You suddenly went missing, so then I put on this ring and ended up in a battlefield. This guy came over and decided to adopt me, then he turned out that he adopted you too which is... weird. So then we grew up and I got engaged to some guy with curly hair who died or something... Then I think I died."
"And that's it, right?" I checked.
"Yes, that's it, now can you please tell me where the heck we are?!"

I took a deep breath. "Emily, we're in the 18th Century.

Our dreams was real."

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Aaaa I hate this chapter so much-