Sherlock walking into his flat and was surprised to see that John wasn't there. He went into his bed room expecting John to jump from behind the door at him, but alas no, his flat mate was no where to be seen. He checked his phone to make sure there wasn't any missed messages, but he had responded to johns every text, something was wrong. "Mrs Hudson!" He yelled. She didn't respond either. He walked up to her flat and knocked, no answer. In the middle of knocking he released that the door was unlocked. " ? John? Is this some kind of prank?" He called. No answer. "It's very childish!" Sherlock said timidly, he was beginning to get rather worried.
He decided upon calling detective inspector Lestraud. The phone rang once, twice, and finally there was a beep, "graham! Do you know where John is?!" He yelled, "first of all its Greg and no I haven't seen him,"
What about ?"
"Nope, why?"
P" I just got home and there's not a trace of either!"
" I can track their phones if you'd like."
"Yes,please!"
"Okay, I will call you back soon."
"Okay"
Sherlock put down the phone and groaned. In his mind he shouted 'where ARE you John!' No answer. He walked into the hallway and looked along the hall. He squatted down to look at the floor and noticed the impression of a mans foot print, which were not there before. He hurried down the stairs to johns flat and saw the same markings. This was strange.