Okay, this is in Sherlock's POV, and then it'll go back to longer chapters in John's POV tomorrow. What? Long chapters? I can't remember the last time I posted a chapter over 1,000 words!
The room was spinning, and there seemed to be a fuzzy layer of plastic in front of my vision.
I reached out and pushed against it. It was solid.
What did that mean?
I couldn't deduce what it meant. I got a chill from that.
No, the chill was from the icy air filling up around me.
No, not air. Water.
Water? Why was there water?
I blinked, and through the splitting headache, I saw that I was in a glass tank, about five inches taller than I was, ceiling to floor overall, a few inches wider than my shoulders.
I was leaning heavily against one side of the tank, my ankle pounding in time with my headache.
Not my headache. My heart.
All three of them pounded.
I thought I remembered John.
I couldn't remember anything.
"John." I said thickly, "John."
I looked down and saw a thin layer of icy water filling up around my shoes. It was filling slowly from the bottom.
Would I drown?
I dearly hoped not. I always planned my death as fire and explosion, not dark and cold.
Where was John?
Why wasn't he saving me?
Isn't that what he did? Saved me?
Maybe…maybe he needed saving too.
No.
I had no self-interest; I didn't care as long as John was fine.
I had to get out of this damn tank.
It didn't help that I couldn't think.
My mind should have made thousands of deductions regarding getting out of the tank. Trillions of connections, millions of ideas, and at least a handful of escape plans.
Yet I had nothing.
What was wrong with me?
Concussion.
Obvious.
But concussions were common for me; was this one more serious? Had I really damaged my brain?
No.
My brain was just as fine as I wanted it to be.
You said the same thing about being cold, Sherlock.
I was so cold…
Hey, Morgendorffer! Yeah, you, morgendorffer! Check out chapter two! :D Fixed it!
So...whaddya think? Too much? Not enough? What am I talking about? There is NEVER enough Sherlock-whump in this world! :D
Wow, Benedict Cumberbatch better hope I never become the writer for Sherlock. I think we all know why :)
Anyhow...review! Thanks!
