THE ART OF DEDUCTION | Sherlock Holmes

"People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar."

It's been two years one hundred and twenty seven days since the disappearance of Sherlock Holmes. But who could blame him? The year before he disappeared was the worst year of his life. He lost everyone. His parents. His siblings. His friends. Nine deaths in a single year. One could say that he had a death to mourn for every month.

It wasn't how you would think it would be. No, not at all. They didn't die from a murderer or a serial killer. There was just accidents, cancer, missions, and heart attacks. But Sherlock had convinced himself that something, someone, was behind the murder of his family. It drove him absolutely insane and over the edge and he went back to smoking, pills, and needles. He pushed his body past its limit and he drove away the only one who was still alive. John Watson had refused to be around him because it hurt his heart to see Sherlock in such a desperate and broken state. John pleaded with Sherlock to stop destroying himself, but the stubborn man just wouldn't listen. Watson figured that Sherlock had left when his birthday came around and he didn't get an anonymous text that he was waiting for. And she was dead too.

Sherlock Holmes was declared missing two years and one hundred twenty seven days ago. And after two years of this secluded life out in the middle of nowhere, an unsuspected visitor comes and finds Sherlock at his hidden door. Confused and high, what will the retired consulting detective do when a young fifteen year old girl shows up with a letter addressed to her from him? When he doesn't even have access to a mailbox?

I have taken canon characters from the original Sherlock Holmes novels and turned their story into a modern day mystery just like the Sherlock Holmes on BBC we know and love - with a little twist ;)

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*PG-13 for drug use/reference and language