"JOHN!" Sherlock shouted through his flatmate's bedroom door. "WAKE UP, THIS IS IMPORTANT!" He started banging his fist on the wooden door. John groaned, opening his eyes and checking the clock on the nightstand next to his bed. The red numbers glowed in the dark of the room, telling him it was 3:47 in the morning.
"What could possibly be more important than a good night's rest, you nutter." John groaned, rolling over and shoving his face into his pillow, trying to go back to sleep.
Sherlock continued banging his fist on the door. "JOHN I'VE FOUND SOMETHING OUT! COME LOOK AND SEE!" And the banging on the door stopped. John rolled out of bed, knowing that if he didn't get up and go check on whatever it was, Sherlock would just come back and wake him up again. Better to get it over with as soon as possible. He tied on his robe, and walked out into the livingroom. "Sherlock? What was it?" He looked about the room, trying to find him. He was nowhere to be found. He walked through the house, checking each room. Sherlock was found nowhere. Returning to the living room, he spotted something on the wall. Flipping on the light, he red the words painted in yellow paint, in Sherlock's elegant hand writing, next to the smiley face on the wall. The words read:
:) SH WAS HERE