Sherlock Holmes

Chapter 17

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Something was stuck in my throat, I had my hands around my throat and I could not breathe or talk. I see a blurry Watson get down to my level and I see Sherlock running out of the room. 

I am having a panic attack. Not this again. My lungs were getting tighter and my hands were clutching my chest even harder. Watson puts a hand on my shoulder and holds my head straight up to him.

He whispers slowly, "You need to take a deep breathe. Follow me, take a deep breathe" 

I shook my head really fast, "I can't. I need it. I need it."

I try getting up but Watson pushes me back down, "Stay still, I am here. It's okay."

I start gasping, "No, I need m-"

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I woke up with a throbbing headache, a very dry mouth and my eyes felt really heavy. I took a huge deep breath and I felt pain around my ribs. I open my eyes and my heart dropped, where am I? 

I sit up and noticed someone sitting across the bed, sitting on the chair with their head rested against the chair. Who are they? I look around the room and try to figure out where I am. But I am so lost. I slowly pull my legs toward me to get out of the bed but something falls on the floor. I bite my lips and the guy across the bed immediately gets up and walks towards me. I hold my breath, I am scared.

The guy comes closer to my bed side, "How are you feeling? Did not know you were the type to have panic attacks?" 

I keep staring at him not saying a word. What is he talking about?

I put my head down and look around, "Stay away."

He leans in to my face, "Are you okay?"

I push his face away with my hand and try to stand up. The man stands in front of me, I try to move out of the way and he follows my step. I put my hand on my head and close my eyes tight. What is happening? Where am I? Why can't I remember anything?

I look up to the man, "I said stay away."

He backs up and sighs, "Really? You are going to get angry now? Why am I even trying to help you?"

I glare at him and start walking towards the door. The man again follows me and steps in front of me. I put my head down and see bandages on my feet and feel something tight around my waist. Why am I injured? 

I look up at him again, "Why are you doing this?"

He steps back kind of embarrassed, "What? What? I am not doing anything, Watson just told me to watch you until he comes back. I am not doing anything. I really don't care what you do."

I raise my eyebrows at him, why is he speaking so fast?

I bite the inside of my cheek, "Ok, then let me pass."

He rolls his eyes, "See I don't care about you but I care about the people outside. I don't want them beaten up."

That is confusing. Why would I hurt anyone. Is this why I am injured? Did I get into a fight? Clearly this man is holding me inside. I need to get out and figure this out. Can I just...trip him?

I take a deep breath in and was about to raise my foot when another man came in, much shorter. 

He holds up two filled plastic bags, "Ah you're awake, how are you feeling? Why are you out of the bed?"