Sherlock stepped back from where he had buried his box. He folded his arms waiting skeptically but there was no sign any 'demon' would show his face. He bowed his head, laughing at how idiotic it was for him to believe a 'cross roads demon' would appear and grant him any desire he had ever dreamed of. Turning, he found his laughter and smile disappeared. "So you wanna make a deal?"
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