"John! Grab milk while you're out!" Sherlock was annoyed with John. Sherlock was used to John not answering for most of the day, but he hadn't bought any new groceries for weeks. Sherlock was thoroughly annoyed.
"Sherlock! Pick up these packages, they're starting to stink!" Mrs. Hudson screamed from the first floor. Sherlock sighed and got up to grab them. Five square cardboard boxes soon filled his arms. He checked the dates on them; each one had been sent one week after the other. Mrs. Hudson was right- they did stink. Sherlock threw the packages in the trash and went back to correcting the TV.
"Well, John, it looks like our pal is a hard man to reach. Let's try an eye this time and see if that catches his attention." Jim Moriarty said, and pressed a short knife into John's eye.