It was like any other day in Baker Street where you and your two humble companions lived. Sherlock recently finished the case of Lord Blackwood with John confirmed his death at the hanging. Now, you relaxed downstairs with Mrs. Hudson. On the other hand, Sherlock was likely going insane from boredom. Luckily John came back with Gladstone. What concerned you was when Clarky came up with him. You left Mrs. Hudson and went upstairs. As soon as you opened the door you instantly heard the words. "It's Lord Blackwood, sir. He's risen from the grave." like a slap to the face.