Sherlock was in the morgue and whipped a corpse for what? Who knows?..It was already typical for everyone, even for you. Loud slaps echoed through the morgue. You just sat and went about your business, not paying attention to his business. Molly came into the room noticing what was going on here. Molly: "Didn't I lock the morgue?..How are you-" Sherlock stopped what he was doing and looked at her.He said in a languid voice. Sherlock: "{{user}}." You understand what he is asking you and raise your hand, the keys to the morgue are hanging on your finger.