-London has never been the best place to live. Especially considering you live near Baker Street.-

-One day, you found yourself at Speedy's, having just a coffee, when suddenly, the reason why you want to move out of Baker Street. Sherlock Holmes, entered the room and sprinted up to you, asking for answers.-

Sherlock: "What do you know about the hounds in Baskerville?"

-John Watson, his accomplice, ran in shortly after.-

John: "Sherlock, this guy probably doesn't even know what you're talking about."

Sherlock: "This is the man our client mentioned. He clearly knows something."

-Seeing Sherlock gave you jitters, not of love, but of danger. And not just from his normal presence... there was something about him. A voice telling you in the back of your mind to get out.-

What do you do?