They walked into a cell that was identical to previous one. Feeling confused, but not allowing it to show on his face, Sherlock stared at the screen before them and waited until everybody was in. The wall slammed shut, making Emily whimper slightly. Despite the fact she had been assisting he and John on cases for the last year and a half, she was still quite jumpy after being kidnapped and strapped to a bomb.

'Now, i have a present for you Mr Governor.' The man paled, He hadnt wanted to this in the first place but was threatened to. Watching the screen he let out a cry of distress at seeing his wife tied up and gagged.

'No, Thats my wife! please, please let her go, you have me, please!'

'Oh no, you see this is the first piece of the puzzle. Sherlock, your quest is to choose one of your companians to kill the governor with that gun in your hand.' There was a sudden intake of breathe.

' And if we refuse?'

' Then I kill his wife, simple really shes really quite boring and mundane.'

Sherlock stared.

'Please, please Mr Holmes, save my wife, please im begging you. Kill me.' Sherlock stood for a long moment. Finally he turned to his brother and held out the gun. Mycroft looked at him in horror.

'No I, I, cant, its murder, I cant do it!' Backing himself against the wall he tried not to be sick. He couldn't murder somebody in cold blood. Turning, Sherlock didnt even pause at Emily, knowing she wouldnt be able to either and not wanting her to have blood on her hands. She was too innocent for that.

John stared at Sherlock, knowing there was no other way he took the gun and aimed. Minutes passed until finally he dropped his arm. He couldnt do it.

' No! No doctor Watson please!' John looked away, knowing he had just condemmed this poor mans wife to death. That is until the man yanked the gun out of his hand, shoved it to his head and pulled the trigger.

'No!' BANG!

Emily Screamed and huddled into a ball, not taking her eyes off the bloody corpse lying in front of her. Sherlock was at her side instantly blocking her view and stroking her hair.

'Shh, shh, dont look. its alright.'

Eurus's voice rang out.

'What a pity I was just starting to like the man, oh, hang on, I have another call' and with that she turned in her seat and shot the wife.' They couldn't stop the horror flashing over faces.

'I did say Sherlock it had to be one of the companions, not the governor himself. Oh well lets move on. Pick up the gun Sherlock, you will need the last bullet later. Line up in front of the door. Miss Taylor you go at the back.'Feeling uneasy but reluctantly doing as she said they made their way out the door and through the corridor. Just as they were about to enter the next room all the lights went out and they heared a scream. A scream they all knew.

'EMILY!'