SHERLOCKS POV
Noises.
Voices.
Pain.
Cries.
Screaming.
Blood.
John.
The only words that float around my head. I can only use three senses. Hearing, touch, and smell. I hear muffled voices and beneath me is a shaking ground. I try to yell out but I can't seem to make any noise. The environment around me smells of sweat and dirt. I cannot move at all, I am somehow paralyzed and blood trickles down my waist and the side of my head. I am inside of something, the air is suffocating and humid. Unable to breath, black creeps in my eyes circling my vision and enclosing so all I can see is nothing.
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The Sociopath and the Doctor
Fiksi PenggemarSherlock Holmes, the worlds only consulting detective is living with John Watson, a former army doctor. The relationship between the two grows, revealing an emotion that even Sherlock Holmes can feel, love.
