It was the year 1880, you were with Sherlock and Jon as they returned to their home island, Cordona.

You were currently on the decks with Sherlock as he felt sick. Jon, his imaginary friend, was below in the bunks. Sherlock’s face was rather pale and he made a gagging sound every so often. He held his gloved hand over his mouth, just in case he threw up.

“I cannot wait to get off of this cursed boat…” He mumbled.