Tick Tock
Five minutes ago
John Watson watched them take his best friend into the hospital
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An hour ago
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A day ago
Tick Tock
A week ago
John Watson sat in his chair listening to the constant companion of the ticking clock. It had always been there wherever he went. Time crawling by taking his life with it. If only it would move faster.
Tick Tock
Two weeks ago
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A month ago
John Watson lay in bed staring at ceiling stained with smoke from many failed experiments. His heart was heavy with regret, so heavy it pinned him down so he couldn't move.
Tick Tock
Two months ago
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Four months ago
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Six months ago
John Watson stared at his laptop screen, re-reading the many messages left by well-wishers. They could all piss off for all he cared. He couldn't think of anything but missed chances.
Tick Tock
A year ago
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A year and six months ago
John Watson opened the drawer and took out a sheet of paper. On that paper he wrote his most important letter.
Tick Tock
Two years ago
John Watson looked down. With his letter in his pocket he was ready. He took a deep breath and as went to step forward was pulled back. When he spun round he found himself staring into Molly's concerned eyes.
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Two years and six months ago
John Watson stared at his reflection. On the wall behind him. you could barely see the remeutents of a smiling yellow target.
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Three years ago
John Watson sat in his chair listening to the constant companion of the ticking clock. Three years had passed and the pain was still raw. He'd spent the last three nights thinking. Now he was ready. He lifted the gun to his temple.
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Three years and one day ago
John Watson was found in the living room of 221B Baker Street by his best friend. A day too late.
