No, I'm good. What year is it?" Tony asked with apprehension. He had a feeling that something was very wrong.
The cashier looked at him with confusion written all over her face. She stared at him for a while and she could tell that he was not joking so she answered.
"It's March 1st, 2050."
'It's 2050. I've only been in demon realm for 10 months but on earth a 100 year has passed? No wonder everything is so different. I wonder how the vampires are doing. Sigh. Well, I'll find out soon enough.' Tony thought.
"Where have you been? Under a stack of hay? The cashier asked jokingly.
"No, I've been in hell. Thanks, you've been most helpful."With that being said, Tony left the shop leaving behind a dumbfounded cashier. Tony began thinking of a way to get back to England.
'I don't have a passport or money. I could compel people to do what I want, but that might take too long.' He sighs. 'Okay, I'll just fly there then. Hopefully, not too much have changed.' Tony thought.
After an hour of taking into view of how much things have changed in a century, Tony arrived in England. He landed right in front his mansion. The place was deserted, he couldn't see or hear anyone nearby. His mansion looked abandoned. It looked like no one has been there in years. He went and open the door to his mansion and he was met with an overwhelming scent of dust.
'This place is dirty. How come no one came to clean my mansion. It seems like the vampires have forgotten who I am.' Tony thought.
"Sign. I'll just have to clean it myself." Tony said.
Tony used his super speed to clean the mansion in a few minutes, a job that would take hours if done by humans. While cleaning though, he found that everything was the same as he left it, the furnitures were in the same position that he left it, the ornaments and paintings were exactly where he remembered.