I was sitting up on a very uncomfortable black couch. My eyes swept around the room taking in the unfamiliar walls.
I slowly and quietly stood up from the couch and walked around the house. I heard three men talking quietly behind what appeared to be an office door. I wasn't quite sure what they were talking about. I heard footsteps coming closer to the door. I stepped back and tried to run back to the couch quickly. That is until one of the men suddenly gripped on to my wrist. I let out a scream and the man covered my mouth. "Don't make another sound." he tells me.
I nodded quickly and was taken back to the room I woke up in. Once he left the room, I heard the door lock.
"Dammit." I thought to myself. I wish I knew how to get the hell out of here.
I sat on the couch looking for any escape routes. The room was small and it didn't have any windows or emergency escape doors. Which meant for now, I was locked in. Then I got hungry, which in movies and tv shows, this was the part where I would escape. No really, I was starving.
Just then, I heard shouting from the other side of the door. I tried to find a hiding spot before anyone came looking for me. I summoned a cabinet in front of me. I stood up and placed it along side the wall. Then out of no where I summoned two bars to place on the ceiling.
I climbed on top of the cabinet and crawled through the bars, my legs wrapped around the bars behind me as I gripped the bars in front of me.
"Where is Jim Moriarty?" a man asked calmly.
"I'm not sure, he said he went somewhere." another man replied.
I suddenly heard the sound of someone crashing into the wall. I saw two men burst into my room. They looked around trying to find something. As they exited the room, I jumped down and tried to escape.
When I left the room I was suddenly facing the two men that just exited the same room. The tall man had a very confused look on his face and his partner had that same look as well.
"What are you doing here?" the tall man asked.
"Could ask you the same thing." I replied to him.
"I asked you first." He commented.
"I asked you second." I commented. He sighed heavily.
"Then let me ask you, have you seen my brother Mycroft?" He asked impatiently.
I looked at him shocked. I had no idea he was the person I was searching for.
"As a matter of fact I have." I told him.
"Then tell me where is he." He demanded.
I handed him a slip of paper, "Follow these directions and you will soon find him." I told him, hopefully he listened.
I walked out of the house and to the nearest motel. I made my way to the motel and bought a room for the night. Tomorrow I head out to Las Angeles, where I am soon to be hired as a new detective. I was sad that I had to leave again, but Mycroft told me after this mission I wasn't going to be safe anymore.
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