As I walk down The Man says, "Ah there you are, I didn't think you'd actually come down but here you are and you look stunning!" "Quit fooling around. What do you want, who are you and why did you take me here?" I say, far more confident than I feel. "You're a feisty one, aren't you? Well, I'll answer the question about who I am. My name is James Moriarty, a pleasure to formally meet you". When he says this my head begins to spin, "Wait, y-you you're… No! You're supposed to be dead! This can't be real!" James slowly started to grin, "You shouldn't believe everything you hear, especially not from that boring Sherlock". My heart is racing, but not in a positive way. The only thing I can think of is that I should get the hell out of here. I know he is Sherlock's archenemy and I know the whole story around those two so I also know that I am in big trouble right now. I start looking for ways out but he immediately notices it, "There is no way out of here, dear. I've got guards behind every door. If you try to run, you'll be immediately stopped by them, so you can stop looking for a way out. Let's just talk for a bit and eat something, you must be starving because it is already time for dinner. You slept almost the whole day." I look at him suspicious and surprised but the moment he says that I feel the hunger take over and I take a seat. Right after I sit down, someone comes in with multiple trays of food. Every piece of food is something I like or something I eat a lot. This made me a bit scared because that would mean he already knew I existed even though my dad Mycroft kept me hidden in another country. He sees me looking rather shocked and says, smiling mischievously, "Did you really think I did not know you existed until yesterday? It almost hurts how poorly you think of me. But yes, I know you exist for almost 10 years now. And that's all thanks to Mycroft who was sloppy one time when he visited you. Since that moment I had people watching your every move. So I was overly happy when Mycroft took you with him to London yesterday." I couldn't believe what I just heard, how could he have followed dad?! He kept me hidden so well that even Sherlock didn't know about me, but James knew it all along! Knowing what he did to Sherlock I have to find a way out of here.

After dinner, I say, "Thank you for the dinner, but I am tired. I want to go back to the room so I can sleep." Even though you can see the suspicion in his eyes he reacts with a frightening serious expression, "Okay, you know the way. But if you try to escape know that we catch you and then I won't be so nice for you." I look at him a little scared but leave the table and go to the room, feeling his eyes on my back. When I shut the door I let myself fall down against the door. I hug my legs and start crying, with my head resting on my knees. How could I be so stupid to leave Sherlock's apartment all alone in the middle of the night! I should have known that his enemies would keep an eye on the place. But who would ever think Moriarty would still be alive! After thinking that a song immediately pops up in my head: 'Stayin' alive' by the Bee Gees. It would be hilarious if that was his ringtone.

After I calmed down I walk towards the window. I am happy when I see the room was only on the first floor, so if I jump down it isn't that high. I walk back to the bed and sit down. A plan begins to form in my mind, but at the moment I want to execute the plan, someone knocks on the door. I immediately lie down on the bed and hold my breath, hoping he would just leave. But unlike what I hoped he knocks again and this time also saying something, "No human falls asleep this fast, especially not when you just got kidnapped. So open the door or I will just come in, you've got 10 seconds." Afraid of what will happen if I don't open the door I get up, still trembling and trying to calm myself down. I slightly open the door and lock eyes with the man I fear so much. "Good girl, I knew you would come around", he says grinning. He pushes the door open, almost throwing me off balance and walks in. He grabs me by my arm and swirls me around, that way I can't do anything else but face him. The first thing I notice is that his face is pretty close to mine and I try to move back but he won't let go of my arm so I'm forced to stay in this position. The way he spoke was so cold and without emotion, if I wasn't scared already, he would have frightened me right away. "You're going to be here for a while so I wouldn't do anything stupid if I were you, otherwise your time here will be a lot less pleasant… Oh and don't even think about sneaking out of your room, when I leave I lock the door. Good night for now." With that, he leaves the room. He shuts the door and right after that I hear a click, he indeed locked the door. "Shit, this is bad… This is really bad. Oh I wish dad or Sherlock was here, they would know what to do", I say to myself. I switch the red dress into green long sleeve pyjamas and fall onto the bed. I begin to cry and soon I fall asleep, exhausted because of all the crying.