Hi this is my first Fanfiction and it would be really nice if I could have some reviews.
DISCLAIMER I do not own Sherlock or any of the characters.
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It was dark and the clouds covered the moon, there was no light down the street but that didn't bother me, the next street, I knew would be well lit and it would contain the exact house I needed. I shivered it was cold and I was only wearing a long coat. Suddenly there were shouts behind me and a torch light illuminated the street, I dropped down ducking behind a wheelie bin until the light went out. This was not a good street to wander alone after dark. I kept walking but more quickly now. I could see a bend in the road ahead but it was still about a hundred metres in front of me. I felt the back of my neck prickle. I could always tell when I was being watched and it made me feel uncomfortable. My breath quickened and I struggled to stay calm, why did I come this way? I had known it was a bad idea all along but I was tired and I took the fastest route. I was regretting that now. I had a gun but if I had to shoot it would cause one hell of a commotion and I was trying to keep a low profile.
I could now hear footsteps behind me and I slipped my hand inside the coat, gripping the gun tightly I turned to see a shadow slinking in the dark beside a building. I pulled the gun out and aimed at the shadow but it slipped into the darkness. The gun still in hand I rounded the corner, saw the sign and smiled.
"Hello Baker Street." I whispered with a smirk.