Author's Note: This is my first time trying this kinda format for a story. Please let me know how I do! I'm hoping to have 221 chapters, going through both Series 1 and Series 2. Please review and thanks for reading!
Sherlock hurls the dice at John and yells, his deep voice echoing through the flat.
"You're wrong! It's not Mrs. White in the Kitchen with the knife! It's the victim in the Lounge with the revolver!"'
John stares at Sherlock and then at the game board in front of him. They've been playing Cluedo for nearly an hour and each time John makes an accusation, Sherlock yells that he's wrong, and throws one of the game pieces at him.
"How is it possible for the victim to have done it?" John asks, sitting back and crossing his arms.
"It was a suicide," Sherlock says passively.
John sighs. "One of the suspects has to do the crime, not the person who was killed. It's not in the rules, Sherlock."
"Well then the rules are wrong!'
"No. They're. Not!"
"John, Dr. Black killed himself with the revolver in the lounge. Everything points to that solution."
"Sherlock, you're wrong."
"I am not!"
"Yeah, you are!"
Sherlock growls and grabs the game board, lifting it off the table and scattering the pieces and dice everywhere. John watches as he places the board against the wall above the fireplace. Then Sherlock grabs the dagger from where it was stuck on the mantelpiece and stabs it into the game board, right in the middle of the ballroom.