Chapter 7: A surprise and a letter

ELEANOR'S POV

Weeks passed since the last little "Adventure" with Avril. A month even. Avril was normal for a few weeks, she seemed to be shut up in her room a lot. Only came out to grab a sandwich and a drink, then she would go back up again. But for Avril, that was pretty normal. What became weird though, that after a few more weeks, she would go out every day at five o'clock leaving her room door locked behind her.

I left it a while, but eventually I had no choice but to follow her. I used my scooter, (A motor, not a kiddy) and followed her about. She walked. She probably sensed someone was following her because at one point she stopped to make a phone call. So I looked away, and then I running footsteps and when I looked back, she was gone. So I sort of lost track. I went looking for her, following that path then taking the direction that led to the main road. And I came across the most extraordinary sight.

She was with a man.

Seriously!

Of all the years that I'd been with Avril, she'd never been interested in men. I haven't really, either, but occasionally I would do some match-making for her. She'd come home with just another "Friend" (Someone she had laughed about with then guaranteed not to see again). Avril had met men then just dismissed them. She had not gone to see them every day at the same time. And whats more, I knew who the guy was. His name was um...Well, it's not completely clear at first. He had the dark, curly hair, and the brain of a genius. She...Sher..Um... "It's kind of boring now, Sherlock. The case if finished." Sherlock! Sherlock Holmes, that was it!

"I understand. I'm equally as bored most of the time. I mean, I have John but he's complaining about my experiments. And Mrs. Hudson had stolen my skull. Well, not stolen it. I suppose she was cleaning or something and she took it away. But still," Avril laughed a small little laugh the Sherlock grinned at. I was sort of pleased. That Avril had taken interest in someone. I mean, I have a someone. Sure. Called Will. But Avril didn't before, and so it got quite boring. Except from the times we play cluedo. (Avril's favourite game- Despite that she always says it's for "Amateur Detectives who have nothing but games to test their mind!"). "I ordered a package a few days ago. It arrived, but I think Eleanor hid it." Both ends up my mouth twitched slightly. I had hid it. I didn't know what it was. I didn't want to know. "Tongue. Seeing what happens to your taste buds after death." Well there you go. "I don't quite trust scientists." Sherlock shrugged.

I saw Avril getting up next, so I ran to get my bike and scooter home. When Avril arrived home (About 10 minutes after me) she walked up the stairs like she always did, smiling. The she went into her room and locked the door, spending pretty much the rest of the night there.

When I woke up, Avril was gone for some reason. Her room was locked, so I did a little searching. Spare keys. Avril, despite her clever mind, always kept spare keys. I eventually found them (Underneath the bin, which explains why it had always been so obscure) and intruded Avril's room. Finding the documents she always seemed to be looking at, I sat on her bed and started flicking through them. Two of them were from Sherlock, the other from a different man. Mor...Mor...I don't know, his handwriting was too obscure. It read,

Avril,

Hello! I have been dying to get in touch with you but before I didn't know you're address. It came out nice and handy though when I asked a dear friend of yours, Alexander Peptri. Never mind that! I have something important to talk to you about.

I am quite aware you know the great detective, Sherlock Holmes. And so you are one of my targets. You are a detective as well so, figure this one out:

On Friday 10th December, someone will be killed.

Try figure out who they are. It will be hard to

tell, obviously. Try figure out how they died!

Then try figure out where I am.

Good luck.

If you do not solve at least three of these four questions, someone else will die. And this time, it will be someone you really love.

Sincerely,

Mor

I can't read the rest of the name so, yeah. But it worried me. Oh, it worried me! I had to talk to Avril about it. I have to.

Or she could die.