"What the actual hell."
Clara Oswald looked at her surroundings for the tenth time in the past minute since she woke up. She was in what seemed an old, cheap hotel room with a rusty little window in the corner of the room and luggage shoved in the tiny closet.
This wasn't her usual place of waking up.
Or was it?
She didn't really remember.
In fact she didn't remember anything at all; how she got here was a blur, any attempt to remember her life before today failed.
Hell, she didn't even remember her parents' names.
It seemed as if every piece of information had been wiped from her memory except for her name and a single word:
Run.
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CLEVER- A Wholock AU. (Clara Oswald+Sherlock Holmes)
FanfictionClara Oswald wakes up in a cheap, little hotel in London with a wiped memory. As she tries to start her life over she meets the consulting detective, her neighbor; Sherlock Holmes, and he immediately becomes intrigued by her; she is impossible. But...
