Astudyinscarlet Stories

(Not mine.) Book 1 of Sherlock Holmes A Study in Scarlet Written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Synopsis Dr John H. Watson meets the great detective Sherlock Holmes and together they solve a case of murder, in which Watson is amazed at Holmes' "science of deduction". The novel is split into two quite separate halves. The first is titled "Being a Reprint from the Reminiscences of John Watson, M.D., Late of the Army Medical Department". This part is told in first person by Sherlock Holmes' friend Dr Watson, and describes his introduction in 1881 to Holmes through a mutual friend and the first mystery in which he followed Holmes' investigations. The mystery revolves around a corpse found at a derelict house in Brixton, London with the word "RACHE" scrawled in blood on the wall beside the body.

A study in Scarlet Homage.

Sherlock fanfics. DISCLAIMER: ALL RIGHTs GO TO BBC , SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE, AND THE CREATIRS OF SHERLOCK Enjoy the story!! <3

Drebber was found dead from poisoning with the German word 'Rache' or revenge in English; written in blood. Some pills were seen at the crime scene. Not long after it, his friend Strangerson found dead too in the exact same way. Holmes with the help of Watson discovered the killer's motive was a severe broken heart.

Hey! I wrote this for fun unless you want to use it as a drama exercise (please don't it's horrible hand has zero character) :) byeee -yeeun

A Study in Scarlet is a 1887 detective novel by British author Arthur Conan Doyle. Written in 1886, the story marks the first appearance of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson, who would become two of the most famous characters in popular fiction. The book's title derives from a speech given by Holmes, an amateur detective, to his friend and chronicler Watson on the nature of his work, in which he describes the story's murder investigation as his "study in scarlet": "There's the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it." Cover by the wonderful @-capetown

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