Author´s note: As I have put it in the description, YES! A game of blood and revenge is on. XD Muajajajajajjajajaja! Anyway. (Coughs) Needless to say that I´m going to keep you in tenterhooks more than once.
Man, I´m bad.
Here we go!
3. In the Middle of the Night
John sighs.
Is quite hard to believe but just now Lestrade has phoned him asking him about a strange e-mail found in his office where someone says that there is game going on to clean this world of those who spat on truth. Nobody in Scotland Yard has taken this seriously but Greg is worried because it was send from within HQ and that´s impossible.
Perhaps some mad man has an unsolved thing with Moriarty, or who knows. The doctor chuckles and puts on TV.
Is dinner time and he only misses Sherlock complaining about how boring the world is. Sherlock. He holds his tears. Stupid, stupid, STUPID! After a few seconds, he resumes his sandwich making while the news talk about some bombs in the Far East and so on. Boring. Sigh. The planet moves on but nothing changes.
"And now, back to our principal story this evening..."
"Yeah, yeah..." John sits down.
"... well known for being the Lawyer in the Moriarty case, was found killed this evening in the same court where it all happened."
"Wait, what?" he gets up.
"I've been walking this road of desire
I've been begging for blood on the wall
I don't care if I'm playing with fire
I'm aware that I'm frozen inside
I have known all along
So much more going on, no denying
But I know I'm not standing alone
You've been playing my mind through my wishes
You can feel that we're haunting the truth
Don't know why, can't hold on, always losing control
In the middle of the night
I don't understand
What's going on, it's a world gone astray
In the middle of the night
I can't let it end
So I'll keep searching in shadows
Your life, it will never be in vain
In the middle of the night
No more tears, no, 'cause nothing else matters
I've been closing my eyes for too long
Only vengeance will make me feel better
There's no rest till I know that it's done
You've been playing my mind through my wishes
You can feel that we're haunting the truth
Don't know I can't hold on always losing control
In the middle of the night
I don't understand
What's going on, it's a world gone astray
In the middle of the night
I can't let it end
So I'll keep searching in shadows
Your life, it will never be in vain
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
I don't understand
What's going on, it's a world gone astray
In the middle of the night
I can't let it end
So I'll keep searching in shadows
Your life, it will never be in vain
In the middle of the night."
"The police are right now at the scene of the crime where..." Watson puts off the tv and phones Lestrade.
"Greg. What the hell is going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"The guy who said Moriarty wasn´t guilty is dead. What do you think?"
"Ok, Ok. A man has just phoned us and said that Judas had been judged."
"That has no sense."
"Hu. You are telling me? I´ll phone you as soon as we get something."
"Greg, please." Watson heads for the door.
"John, stay out of this. If that mail was true, more people will die. And if these has something to do with Sherlock, the more reason for you to stay out of this bloody stuff."
"... (Sigh) Ok. But please, keep me updated." He heads back to his bed. Why would someone do that? He also wanted to kick that guy and break his jaw, but kill him?
Hu? His phone is ringing.
"Yes?"
"Evening, doctor" says a distorted voice.
"Who is it?"
"..." no answer. "Did you enjoyed my work?"
"Wait, what?"
"My work. That bastard of the court."
"You... You killed him?"
"Since you are not at the scene of the crime, I can tell Lestrade told you to stay at home. But that doesn´t matter. This is just my way of saying Hello."
"Look, I also wanted to punch that guy but never..."
"Do not play coy with me, John. We both know that they deserved this. After all they did to Sherlock."
"Listen, he..."
"Mss Reily won´t mind I´m sure. She is so popular now with those fancy articles. A nice finale would do the trick."
"You will kill her?"
"I am just going to give people what they deserve."
"And..."
"Mycroft? I have to think it through but, I´ll do something special for sure."
"This is insane."
"No, it´s not. But you better be careful, doc. Or people would think it was you who did it." He was right, whoever it was. "Gotta go now. Ta!"
"No, wait."
"I´ll tell you when something new turns up."
"Don´t!" Too late. "Shit!"
"Another head hangs lowly,
Child is, slowly, taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks, and their bombs,
And their bombs, and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey.
What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
dou, dou, dou-dou-dou...
Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taken over
When the violence causes silence,
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme since 1916:
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks, and their bombs,
And their bombs, and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey!
What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a..."
Poor John.
Something deadly has just striken and he can´t do anything.
More to come.
Next clue: Prints on Steel
