Sherlock Holmes one shots

The mystery house case part

Local people report mysterious night-time activity in the abandoned house. The weather around the house was colder than the Arctic and so windy it would ring in your ears. In the reports, people have said they could hear little girls laughing around the house, and they have seen strange and so horrifying things, that it would make your skin crawl. So, of course, my partner Sherlock Holmes was excited to do the case. But personally wasn't that excited, the house looks fine to me on the pictures. I would rather stay in the apartment at 221b Baker Street, than out there.

The house was not that pleasant as in the pictures. This house was rotten and just utterly disgusting. And yes, very chilly and I think the breeze is making me go mad with the ringing in my ears. I looked over at the taller man to see him smiling, Sherlock Holmes the emotionless human being was smiling! It made me feel happy but also very uncomfortable. "Bloody hell Sherlock, this is not my dream place to be right now" His smile turned upside down to form a straight line. "Be glad that I got a case!" He started moving forward towards the house. The closer you got, the more chills you got up and down your spine.

I was all by myself in a big room that I would consider being the living room. I couldn't hear anything other than my breath and my heart pounding 100 beats per second. I was anxious to be alone especially when a loud thud was right behind me! I turned around slowly to see nothing, only a tiny amount of blood right at my feet. The blood was dropping down from the ceiling. "Sherlock! Sherlock!! Where are you!" Nothing, not even a sound. I walked up the stairs to investigate the dripping blood from above.

The floor of the room was spotless, no blood. And still no sign of Sherlock. I turned around towards the wooden door, but I stepped on some liquid. I glanced down to find the blood, but no evidence of a body. I scanned the room when a crack came from behind me. I rotated my body still looking down to see some boots. I slowly look upwards to find Sherlock. "Bloody hell! Sherlock! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" He only raised an eyebrow and looked over at the blood, and stepped over to it. "Couldn't you hear me, John?" His eyes searched every little detail of the room. I walked around the room, lifted some stuff off the counters to look under them, but no signs of anything. "Stop doing that and stand still, I can't go into my mind palace if you keep moving like a mouse in a cage!" He went to sit in the mind palace position and closed his eyes. Then they flew open again and they wandered around the room. He clapped his hands together and stood up looking at me "John, find me the hammer in my bag" I did as I was told and then he walked over to the wall and struck the wall, and there dropped a big coffin out. He opened it and saw the corpse of Moriarty. The man who tricked Sherlock so many, lied there died in Sherlock's childhood home.