Who: Harry Dresden When: Sometime in the 1960's Where: London What: A seriously confused time displaced wizard
There was something very unsettling about being a practitioner of magic trapped in another time. A vague, uneasy feeling. It's kind of like the feeling you get when you leave the house knowing that you forgot something, but can't figure out what.
Harry spun around and surveyed his surroundings. Even before spotted the very recognizable London bridge, he could tell where he was. The question was when. His eyes swept over passers by in the crowd. Harry was never much of a fasionisia and his 'historical clothing styles of the UK' knowledge base was a bit lacking.
Late fifties? No. More than likely the sixties.
The whole scenario was very troubling to him. Who was strong enough to send a wizard through time without him noticing? And more importantly, why?