Uuuugh, my computer was giving me so many problems before I started this prompt. It crashed (it's old, so it probably overheated), and while the internet is quick to open, Microsoft Word is not.

Jeez, I need a new computer. I'll save up for that if I ever get a job.

Day Fourteen: Geeking out over something

"Saguru!" Taylor called out, running through his house to the dining room. "It came! It came!"

"What came?" Saguru asked, looking up from his newspaper, watching her practically bounce in her place in her position by the doorway. His eyes narrowed. "Wait, were you looking through my mail?"

She stopped and bit her lip. "Yes- but that's not the point!" She shook her head and showed her his mail. "The game came!" She didn't wait for a response before she ran into the living room. She probably didn't want to hear the repercussions of her actions.

But Saguru wasn't focused on that anymore. His tired mind was trying to sort through all of the information he had on games before he realized what she was talking about. He drank the rest of his tea in one gulp and leapt to his feet, dashing to the living room.

"The game came?" He asked. She was squatting in front of his gaming system (something he only had because of her, mind you), the wrapping of the case sitting on the floor next to her. She probably wasn't going to clean it up, he thought, unless he forced her to later.

She nodded her head rapidly. "The game came!" She repeated. She pushed the game in and joined him on one of the chairs. She handed him the controller and sat in between his legs. His arms wrapped around her in a hug so he could hold the controller in front of her, their feet resting on the footstool as they watched the game start up.

Saguru has connections that he has made during his time as a detective. One of the men he worked with was a video game creator that was working on a game between Sherlock Holmes and Jack the Ripper. Saguru immediately jumped on the idea and was now one of the few people that owned the game a few days before its actual release.

Sherlock Holmes fans should be jealous.

Taylor was a major fan of Jack the Ripper as well. "Not that I like serial killers," she quickly explained to him after he gave her a deadpanned look. "I just think it's astonishing that a man can kill so many people and still get away with it, even after all of these years! You have to admit that it's fascinating!"

"Well, they didn't have the scientific equipment that we do now- it was the nineteenth century, after all." He told her. She only shrugged.

Now, months later, they sat in front of the TV ready to play the game. Saguru rested his chin on her head and shifted to a more comfortable position. "Are you looking forward to it?"

He felt her head move as she nodded. "Yeah- I have no idea who I want to win, though."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a great detective that's a genius verses a man who managed to kill these women without getting caught." She paused. "Okay, I want JTR to win."

His arms tightened. "Are you serious? You want the bad buy to win?"

"He has a reputation to hold up!" She exclaimed. "Of course he has to win! Oh- play as third person."

He picked the option. "That doesn't matter! You do know that we're playing as Holmes, right? You're going to help me catch him."

Taylor groaned and leaned her head back against him. "Do we have to?"

Saguru grinned. "You know, he might get away- I mean he won't, since this is Holmes that we're talking about- but he might just for fans like you."

"Calling us fans is a bit weird, don't you think?"

"What would you call yourself then?"

It took her a moment to respond. "A person who has a fascination with past serial killers." She felt his chest rumble as he laughed.

"Sure, let's go with that title." The introduction scene started and Taylor let out a low whistle.

"That's amazing graphics." She commented. "How long did it take for him to make this?"

"Two to three years." He answered. "Let's just hope that the actual game play is as good as the intro scene."

"It would suck if it didn't- wait, is that Sherlock's voice?" She asked, her body shaking in excitement as she listened to the narration. "Jesus Christ, his voice is amazing!"

"Why does it seem like you always like fictional character's better than real people?" He questioned. She was right though- Sherlock Holmes' had a great voice actor.

"You mean: 'why do you like fictional characters better than me'?" Taylor teased, looking up at him and giggling at his exasperated face. "My dear, you have wonderful qualities and all, but nothing can compare to those of the fictional universe." She motioned to the screen. "But the voices only sound good as fictional. If I heard that voice in the real world I would be a bit freaked out." She pat his knee in affection. "So I'm perfectly happy with how your voice sounds- lookie! It's Jack!"

"I know, I'm playing the game." Saguru drawled before pausing. "The amount of detail put into this game is extraordinary."

"I know! I mean, I've seen better, but this is still pretty high up on the list." She tilted her head back to look at him again. "Hey, you should take me to London!"

"Maybe one day," he told her. "Here- we can finally start playing the game now. If we play right, we can beat the game before the weekend ends."

"Let's do it! I want to see what they're going to do with him!" She exclaimed before thinking aloud with her next sentences. "Are they going to just pin it on a man? Or are they going to have him just disappear?"

"Well, my dear Taylor," he started. It was Taylor's turn to have the exasperated look. "You're just going to have to wait and see."

Saguru grinned when he saw Sherlock and Taylor let out an excited laugh when the first murder was shown. They argued over the puzzles and he pulled detective modes that made her stick her tongue out at him in mock irritation. He got really excited when Sherlock made references to past cases and she mocked Watson whenever she could.

"How did you know the answer?" Saguru asked her once she answered Sherlock's question.

"It's amazing what you can find on the internet." She answered, waving him of and not going into any more detail. He pondered whether or not he should be worried about what she finds. "Anyway- onto the killer!"

They stayed up the whole night and finished the game. Then they looked at each other and played it again.

There is an actual game of Sherlock Holmes versus Jack the Ripper. It was made in 2009, but I made up a new version where it has better graphics, almost like the 2014 game of Sherlock Holmes: Crimes and Punishments (I completely watched it when writing these chapters at three in the morning during the summer). In fact, there should be a new game this year! I'm so excited to see the better graphics!