The Adventure Began at Holmes

Impressing the Impressive

The search for Sherlock's landlady was on. Seriously. By now, a couple of days have gone by and Moriarty most likely knows that we have found Sherlock which will cause him to be extremely angry and come after us. But he won't come after us directly, he will just use his tricks and traps in any way he can. He's a criminal and that's what criminals do. I was trying to think as hard as possible as to what Moriarty could have done to Mrs. Hudson. Then a familiar voice broke my thought.

"STOP."

"Wha...Sherlock, what is it now?" John replied. "We need to hurry up and find her before we all die. According to Sadie, we only have about 5 hours left to find her!"

"Shut up." Sherlock said back, but not harshly. We slowly crept forward and inspected the ground. "Just as I thought."

"Let me see," I said to my uncle. "I want to see if I can tell..."

"Oh for God's sake...." John complained to us.

As I crept to where Sherlock was standing, he told me "Do not go one step further, and BE careful."

I examined the ground as he had. Parts were slightly raised but weren't exactly noticeable if you hadn't been paying attention. I looked even closer and there were tiny, pinlike holes near the odd part of dirt. "Oh my God..."

"So you see exactly what I mean?" Sherlock asked me anxiously.

"What!? What the hell are you two doing!?" John scolded us for not sharing our findings. I felt bad for him, seeing as he did not have our superior intellect.

"John, Moriarty has put pressure pads and MINES into the ground. If any one of us had taken one step further than I am, we would have been blown to smithereens!" I exclaimed.

Sherlock being Sherlock felt the need to have the last word. Usually, this irritates me, but I let it go this time. "If we had stepped on a pressure pad, it would release a toxin as it had in Baskerville that time. Most likely the toxin would make us pass out, making it easier for Moriarty to recapture us. He doesn't like getting his hands dirty so he wouldn't fight us to hold us hostage again, but he doesn't want us getting away so he used these hoping we wouldn't notice. If we had stepped on a mine...well Sadie just told you what would happen there and it would not have turned out so well for us."

"Oh...God...so...what are we going to do? What can we do? We can't just not find her Sherlock!"

Before Sherlock could get a word in, I started explaining. "Well, there's got to be a way past them because if Moriarty put them here it means that he is hiding something on the other side, meaning Mrs. Hudson, because he does not want us to get to her. But keep in mind, he had to get there to hold her wherever she may be, so there has to be a way that he got over his own trap. Of course, me being me, I have already figured it out. On the wall to your right directly above the ground where the mines are there is a small white square that is the same color as the wall, obviously, so it won't be noticed, but you can tell by the ragged sides that it opens to the left. Again, Moriarty is left-handed, so obviously. If Moriarty wanted to get past the mines he would make something to get him over them, according to your blog you said he pretended to work in I.T at St. Bart's so he is technologically intelligent. Moriarty would use those smarts to create something electronic to get him over his own trap, but yet have it out of view just as the pressure pads and mines clearly are to the normal eye. But since I am not "normal" I have found his secret little button and I intend to push it." I smirked brightly at them so they would know I was about to do something epic and maybe, just maybe because it made me seem like I was looking for praise...and I kind of was. I walked over to where the tiny white door was and opened it. Inside there was a green circular button. "See?"

Sherlock looked annoyed that I had stolen his spotlight, but he then made one of those famous smirks at John. "See John? I told you. Not the only one. Then he chuckled a bit, and John rolled his eyes sarcastically at him.

As a small contraption appeared from below ground I overheard them talking.

"You're proud of her aren't you? You're actually happy to have somebody like you!?"

"No...well...just a bit. I am impressed that she can do what I can at her age. Though it's funny how she's younger than you and..."

"Shut up! I'm sorry I'm not an intellectual genius who runs around seeing every detail about every little thing twenty-four seven. Believe it or not, nobody can do that except you and her. And maybe Mycroft if he ever put the cake down and made an effort."

They both started laughing until they saw what Moriarty's button had done. It had formed a small arch over the span of mines and pressure pads.

"Sherlock cleared his throat, smiled at me, and walked across. John and I followed. The minute we were off the mini-bridge it disappeared back into the earth and we were now on the path, quite literally, to being very close to finding their beloved housekeeper.