The Pound of Baskerville

by chris-ovens

Sherlock and Joan find themselves on a case of mysterious animal attacks near the abandoned, and supposedly haunted, Baskerville Pound. (Based on The Hound of the Baskervilles). DISCLAIMER: This story has been abandoned, sorry for any interested readers.

1. Prologue

I didn't like having to take the road past the old, abandoned Baskerville Pound, it's always dark and eerie and there's that stupid ghost story that hovers around it. "Jesus Daniel, it's just a stupid story." I muttered to myself out loud. The Curse of the Baskerville Pound, the ghost of a demonic hound that had to be put down. I know it's stupid, but there's always that little voice in the back of my mind saying "it's real, it's real..." I remember when I was a kid, everyone used to sneak into the old Pound on a Friday afternoon, and then chicken out less than a minute later when we heard the wind get too loud.

Suddenly I heard a branch snap somewhere from behind the rusted chain-link fences of the abandoned Pound. My entire body jumped in full-on alert mode. It took me a second to calm down and nervously laugh it off. But that was when I heard the ear piercing howl behind me and was ripped to shreds.