Sherlock's mind wondered. Where was John now? Why was his chest hurting? There was a pause.
Why was it so dark?
Sherlock had been buried, the doctors were so sure that he had died, he had just been in his mind palace.
He screamed, but no one heard him underground.
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
