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Like many cursed objects, the cursed floppy disk containing Tsarista was unearthed by archaeologists, trying to excavate artifacts related to Earth's heroic history. Mystified as to why it was preserved in a strange container that seemed meant to protect it from corruption, they'd created a makeshift system to try to view the data on the ancient device.

Opening the .txt file of "Troubleshooting Windows '95" on it, opened up the world to a whole lot of trouble.

After breaking free -- and through the roof of the archaeology building of the university -- the evil queen cackles in delight at the new world she's found herself in. Nearby television "personalities" recording a puff piece in the park, quickly turn their camera drones on the escaped Queen, broadcasting her to the entire UP.

"At last! I'm free! And oh me, oh my, has the world changed. What a narrative mess it is now, so complicated. And fraught with conflict that isn't easily resolved. And there are so many new settings, in all these UP worlds! No matter. I'll fix it all. I'll make it so everything makes sense."

With a snap of her fingers, magic light pours through the nearby New Metropolis media archives, and everything from datachips, to rare paper books, to flexi tablets came pouring out, swirling around her in a storm of paper that quickly turns into a storm of words.

"My name is Tsarista. Queen Tsarista. And I'm going to turn this galaxy of blank pages into a carefully curated masterpiece -- ruled by me, of course!"

After the display, there's only one way to stop the bubble of unreality that's settled over New Metropolis: by going in and tearing it down from the inside.

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As soon as Seras stepped into the bubble she felt like she was home. Things were familiar to her, yet different. She recognized the streets of London, but things seemed a bit different. Like she wasn't in the right era. The streets weren't lit with modern lights, rather they were lit with gas flames and the buildings seemed older than she remembered.

The biggest change wasn't with the city, but rather with her own clothing. Gone was the uniform that she was just getting used to and in its place was a dark dress of some sort of fabric and her boots with heels. Seras wasn't used to wearing high heels at all and she had to walk carefully or she would end up twisting an ankle or something like that.

Something was drawing her to one of the houses, and she let it guide her. Maybe if she followed what was leading her, she would be able to get out of here. She stood at the door of a house and looked up. She didn't recognize it at all, but for some reason it felt familiar to her. Before she realized what she was doing, she was inside the house and in a bedroom.

"It's been years since I've slept in a bed," Seras said quietly as she found herself climbing into it, suddenly very tired.

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There is someone already in the bed when she attempts to climb into it Her voice, plus the movement of the mattress, is enough to wake him from his story-induced slumber.

Hiccup blinks blearily up at Seras. Upon seeing a person he doesn't recognize getting into bed with him, he jumps back with a "BWAUGH!" and rolls off the bed, landing with a painful sounding thud.

"I'm okay," he mutters from the tangle of blankets that fell with him.

Dipper had been tucked slightly out of sight in an old fashioned chaise lounge near the window, bundled in blankets, and hearing Hiccup slam into the floor wakes him up, too...

Making him flail and also fall to the floor.

He looks over at Seras and Hiccup from the floor.

"...'Sup."

Everyone was falling out of beds and chairs in this place. Hiccup flailing and falling out of bed and then Dipper being surprised and falling out of the chaise lounge was enough to snap Seras out of the trance she was under and make her flail and fall off the other side of the bed. "BWAH!!"

She recovered quickly enough and pulled herself to her knees and looked around. "Uh...Hello." She said, giving them both a small, uneasy smile. "I really don't know what's going on."

Toothless pokes his head through the door, wondering what all the commotion is about.

"Me neither," Hiccup says as he extricates himself from the tangle of blankets.

"The last thing I remember is New Metropolis and the crazy woman that was attacking it. She must have had something to do with this, whatever it is."

Dipper looks down at his clothes.

"This looks like some kind of reality alteration...thingy. The mission briefing talked about her having some weird fixation with stories, right? And she ripped apart all those books. Maybe she shoved us in one."

A pause, as he looks around the room.

"It's looking a little gothic in here. Maybe a horror novel?"

Seras blinked at Toothless for a moment as she stands and walks over to offer Hiccup a hand up.

"The streets looked like some I've seen back home around London, but I'm not too sure. Even in the dark it seemed like things were...older?" She said, turning to look at Dipper.

"I don't know of many stories set in London and I don't think this is something about Jack the Ripper."

Hiccup grips her hand and hauls himself up. Luckily, his peg-leg was in bed with him, so he doesn't need to hunt that down.

"Nothing I've ever heard of either. This is more than a little after my time." He comments wryly.

"Not much to go on, anyways. Other than it probably being a horror story, all we know is that there's at least four characters, and apparently ours," Hiccup points to himself and Seras, "are in some kind of relationship, if the fact that the narrative wanted us to be in bed together means anything."

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