What Next?

chapter 3

I'd been sitting in the same spot for hours running the riddle through my head finally I stopped and went to my mind palace. I walked through the large wood doors to my mind and walked through the vast and empty corridors until I came to my memories of John. I smiled looking through the folders of memories.

I closed the cabinets of memories and walked to my analysis room. I made a gleaming white board appear before me as I wrote the riddle down and started to annotate. " Think, Sherlock! Think!" I silently screamed to myself. Then it hit me.

"Baskerville!" I shouted making Mrs. Hudson and Lestrade jump. "What are you going on about now, Sherlock?" Lestrade questioned. I held my hand up to silence him. "The woods outside of Baskerville. John and I were there before the... Well you get it. I won't be back for tea. The game, MRs. Hudson is on!" I grabbed my coat and ran out the door. I wondered if they had told John I was alive.

John's Point of View

I awoke with a dull headache, I probably drugged with Chloroform. I groaned as I sat up. I was in a simple room with gray walls, no windows, a white cot that was surprising comfortable, and a table with a small book sitting on it. I walked over to the table and picked up the book I felt myself pale as I dropped the book back on the table. The Title read, " Grimms' Fairytales" The door opened, but even before a person walked in I knew who it was... The man stepped in-

-Moriarty.

Note from me the Author- Hello! I'm sorry if this chapter is a little short. This is my first story and really hope you like it. I thought Moriarty coming back would be a good twist. If you have any ideas or anything just comment and tell your fellow Sherlockians! Thanks for sticking with me this far!