Falling For You

Chained Down

Sherlock woke up in a bright room. His eyes took time to adjust to the bright light of the room, but he figured out that he was wearing chains that connected his wrists to a thick chain that was attached to the floor. No matter how hard he tried, there was no way that Sherlock would be getting out. He closed his eyes for a second and embraced the thought of his death for a moment. He found himself venturing into his Mind Palace, searching for John. He needed to see him again. At least one last time.

"Sorry I was gone for so long," Moriarty said. Sherlock's eyes snapped open and he glared at his greatest opponent. He shot daggers from his eyes but Moriarty looked away.

"What are you going to do to me?" Sherlock asked through gritted teeth. Sherlock noticed that he was shirtless. He wondered why Moriarty had removed his shirt for a second before he deduced the most plausible reason.  Sherlock was getting slow, and it bothered him.

"Make a deduction," Moriarty begged in reply.

"I don't understand the camera," Sherlock admitted. 

He flicked his head in the direction of the big camera standing on a tripod a few feet away from him. Sherlock looked into its glistening lens and saw a pale man with visible ribs and a nasty wound on his face from a very unfortunate encounter with a psychopath's fist. The man in the reflection didn't resemble Sherlock at all. He took a staggered breath.

"It's going to be a present," Moriarty said.  He walked over to Sherlock and squatted down on his knees in front of him so that Sherlock was forced to stare right into the face of danger in the most literal sense.

"A present?" Sherlock repeated with fear laced with his confusion. 

"For Johnny. Figured he'd want to see what happened to you. In fact, I've got it set up to broadcast on every single screen in all of England. You're going to be famous, Sherlock," Moriarty explained as he paced the room in his grey suit. "No need to thank me."

Sherlock fought against his chains but it was no use. He was a prisoner. He watched Moriarty turn the camera on so the light was blinking to inform him that the camera was recording and broadcasting to every screen in England.  Sherlock took a deep breath as Moriarty began the show.