Early Evening.
One hour after the outbreak.
221B Baker Street.
There is a sweet looking young lady sitting in the leather armchair, relaxing for the evening with a book. The flat is quiet and almost peaceful. The young lady in the flat is Madison Love, the long-term partner of famed detective Sherlock Holmes. The two had just moved Madison into Sherlock's flat after Sherlock had been gone for seas for the past two years. Sherlock's previous flatmate, Dr. John Watson, had moved into another flat with his fiance Mary Marston, a few years after Sherlock had gone since he didn't know what had happened to his friend.
Sherlock had spent the last two years overseas, dealing with terrorist organizations. Leaving by convincing many of those he was close to that he had committed suicide. Sherlock's brother, Mycroft Holmes, and Madison were two of the few that knew the truth behind Sherlock's plan to go completely off the grid. Sherlock and John had just gotten their friendship back on track after Sherlock came back into his life. Obviously, John did not respond well to Sherlock announcing he was still alive. But the two seemed to be overcoming this obstacle in their friendship.
John had, unfortunately, fallen out of touch with almost everyone from his life with Sherlock, except for Madison, who kind of made herself a permit player in John's story, and John didn't see the need to completely kick her out of his life. John's finance, Mary Marston, did not care for her loves close female friend when the two first met. Mary felt that John and Madison had some underlying feelings for each other, due to the two being so close before Sherlock left, and growing even close afterward. However, Mary's concerns where quietly put to bed when she realized that there was still a prominent romantic male figure in Madison's life. Once Mary realized this, the two women became fast friends, even jokingly referring to each other as sisters. Mary felt that there was still a prominent romantic male figure in Madison's life because despite working overseas, Sherlock had made several trips back to London, to see and spend time with Madison, every four or six months.
This is why when Madison heard the boys running into the flat, yelling and shouting, she didn't bat an eye. Until, not one of the boys, but both of the boys ran over to the windows, looking out and around the street, which looks of tear and panic on their faces. When she realizes these expressions on the boys' faces she jumps up.
"Sherlock, what's going on?"
Sherlock whips around to Madison, his mind reeling, trying to make sense of what's going on. But since he isn't sure himself he doesn't want to worry Madison more than needed.
"I'm not sure, but I need you to promise me you will not least you absolutely have to, and even then you won't leave with John or me."
Madison looks between the two boys, a few moments later Sherlock steps toward her and takes her hand.
"Madison, just promise me this, and trust there is a good reason."
Madison nods as John runs out of the sitting room door into the hallway.
"Mary is here and Mrs. Hudson is in, too. We need to barrack the front and back door."
Sherlock nods, stepping away from Madison, running out of the sitting room with John. Before long Madison follows. Once Mary is in the flat, John and Sherlock begin to barracked the doors with chairs, and side tables, and even Mrs. Hudson's dining room table. Outside the sounds of panic and chaos ring out, as terrified people run through the streets looking for a safe place to hide. Mary and Madison stand on the stairs looking at the man they love, confused and worried. Mrs. Hudson is in the lower level of the flat, getting some things put away, not knowing what going on upstairs. John, being the soldier he is, seems to know what he's doing as he turns to Mary and Madison, giving them orders.
"Mary, go into Mrs. Hudson's kitchen get everything you can, food water, blankets everything. Madison you do the same upstairs."
Mary and Madison, while they still don't know why they are doing these things, they don't argue with John and his stern, determined tone. Running off to do their respective tasks, as the boys finish blocking off the two doors and some of the lower windows to the flat. Including the small windows in the lower level. Mrs. Hudson meets John in the hall of the lower level, being determined to keep the women he loves safe from the terror on going outside, John tells Mrs. Hudson to stay downstairs and wait for the rest of them. Before the girls get everything they can from the two flats, John and Sherlock met each other on the middle level.
"What are we going to do?"
"I don't know, Sherlock. But we are going to do everything we can to protect the girls and Mrs. Hudson."
"We have to tell them what's going on, John."
"Do we even know what's going on, Sherlock?"
"People are out there trying to eat other people."
"We can't just tell them that. We'd sound like complete loons."
"We have to tell them what's going on and right now, that's all we know."
John shakes his head not pleased with the situation, but both of the boys are in agreement the girls need to know what is going on. After running off to their partners and helping them get everything they need. Blankets, some clothes, water, lights, matches, first aid kits, food, and anything and everything else that way be useful. John and Sherlock even begin grabbing a few knives, for protect, in case they are needed, the four head down to the based level, where Mrs. Hudson is waiting for them, just as confused as the girls are. Madison and Mary are almost at the end of their ropes, in terms of patience.
"Sherlock, John, what is going on?"
"Honestly, you two are acting really odd. We have done exactly what has been asked of us, but we need to know what's happening."
John and Sherlock look toward one another, not wanting to be the first one to tell the girls what is going on. Mrs. Hudson calls out to them sitting in a chair in the basement room.
"Honestly, have the two of you gone completely loony?"
The boys take a deep breath and clear their throats, fidgeting around, unsure how to break the news of this epidemic to them. Seeing the look of despair from the men they love, Mary and Madison walk up to their love. Mary, takes John's hands and stays quiet, Madison, being just as stubborn as Sherlock, she does not.
"Sherlock, what is going on out there."
"We don't know."
"Then tell us what you do know."
Sherlock takes a deep breath looking over at John. Sherlock falls quiet, unable to really understand what he has seen himself.
"Sherlock..."
John looks between the three of them and takes a deep breath.
"There are people outside, that are not people anymore. They are... They are... Eating other people."