Chapter 10

"So, do we even know what we're looking for? I mean, we don't even know what this girl looks like," said John as they walked into the yard. The spotted Sally and Anderson in conversation.

"So Sherlock, I see you're feeling better after what happened," said Sally.

"I'm just fine, Sargent Donovan."

"By the way, John told me that you two offered to help find me and I wanted to thank you for that. Now, if you don't mind, kindly let Lestrod know I'm here."

"Very well," said Sally, pulling out her walkie-talkie. "Freak's here."

"Oh yes, things are back to normal," said Sherlock. "Come John, let's go." When they got up to Lestrod's office, Sherlock then felt himself start to go light-headed.

John then turned to his friend, "are you ok?" asked John.

"I'm fine." Then continued their walk to the office.

"Ah, Sherlock, good to see you," said Lestrod. "I know you both have had a rough week, but I have a case for you. A missing person – young, adult female, early twentys. Her name is Jackyln Clockson," said Lestrod, handing Sherlock the picture. The girl in it was really pretty, with long dark hair that went past her shoulders and blazing emerald eyes with a long-sleeved black dress and dark eye shadow.

"When did she go missing?" asked Sherlock.

"About 9:30 last night," said Lestrod.

"About an hour after I escaped Moriarty," said Sherlock. Again, he started to go light-headed. This time was worse than before. He colapsed to the floor. John quickly ran over to him and the next thing he saw, Sherlock's scarf turned into a snake. John quickly took and started to pull it off, while Sherlock gasped for air. Finally, the snake let go. John then took ahold of it and threw it out the widow. John went back to Sherlock.

"Are you ok," he asked.

"Yeah...I'm fine," said Sherlock, taking a deep breath.

"Where did that snake come from?" asked the D.I.

"I don't know, it was like it just appeared. One minute his scarf was there, the next minute that snake was around his neck."

"Oh, come on John. Don't assume that snake just appeared."

At that moment, Sherlock received a text message.

So, my little detective, did you like the little trick I had arranged for you?

"Little trick, what is he talking about?" asked John.

"I don't know," said Sherlock.

"Alright, Lestrod, I'll take the case." And with that, he took the picture and he and John walked out of the office.