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Sherlock stood at the center of a crime scene, but something was off… He looked around, but saw that he was completely alone. No one was there, not even John.
Then, he looked down at the tarp covering a body on the ground. Blood had seeped into the tarp, dying it a sickening shade of red where the head ought to be. Suddenly, he felt cold. A crawling sensation moved up his spine as he stepped closer to the body. His mind was screaming to not take the blanket off, but against his better judgement he knelt down and slowly removed the cover off the head to reveal a dead young woman.
He took a closer look, and it was as if he could feel his own soul leaving his body as he scrambled backwards on his hands. It was Molly. Her face, once full of life and joy, was now lifeless, pale, and empty. He felt himself trying to scream, but no sound would come.
Then he heard a deep, familiar laughter. Sherlock looked up to see a dark figure standing over Molly's body.
"You saved everyone, but you failed to save your heart..." A demon laughed as the room disappeared into the darkness.
"You're a machine," the apparition taunted, "You aren't capable of having a heart."
"Caring is not an advantage."
"Freaks can't love."
"You're ordinary."
"You're on the side of the angels"
"Sentiment is a defect found on the losing side."
Sherlock could hear many familiar voices, including his own, mixing together. They taunted him, rubbed raw the pain that was already destroying him. Then, everything fell silent. Sherlock curled in on himself, alone with his pain. Then, the silence broke.
"Why you didn't help me?" A young woman's voice echoed out in the darkness. Sherlock raised his head and turned to his left to find Molly sitting next to him in a pool of her own blood.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME?!" she screamed. Sherlock leapt to his feet in panic as he felt his legs go numb. He looked down to see a black slime slowly crawling up on his legs, pulling him down.
"MOLLY!" he screamed for her, "MOLLY, PLEASE!" he screamed again, his voice raw with fear. The slime crawled up to his body, almost to his face.
"MOLLY! I'M SO SOR–" he was cut off as the dark slime fully took him over, pulling him down into a dark and silent abyss.
