Moriarty had kidnapped all of the gnomes, including you but you werent a gnome, all stuck in some sort of syrup on your feet. Moriarty came in as he counted each and every gnome there was..

"Sixty-seven, sixty-eight, sixty--" His finger stopped on you.. "Wait- Who the heck are you!? Your clearly not supposed to be there.." He muttered under his breath.