The park was covered in a silvery glow, in the light of the moon.
He stood alone, the world's one and only Consulting Detective, Sherlock Holmes.
'Hey Honey I knew you would come, she said you would..' An eerie voice, Sherlock knew all to well came from behind him.
He turns and see his rival, his opposite, the only Consulting Criminal, Jim Moriaty smiling that creepy smile, he always wore.
'What? What are you doing here?' Sherlock demanded.
Click Click.
A sound like a pair of woman's heels came behind him.
'Why he is here to help me, Mr Holmes.' A woman said answering his question.
He turns once more to see behind him a slightly older, smartly dressed woman, with a silvery black eye patch.
'Help you with what extactly?' Sherlock asked.
'Moriaty is here to help me with you..' she said bluntly.
'Who are you? What do you want with me?' Sherlock demanded again becoming annoyed.
'For who I am Mr Holmes is no matter to you, what I want with you, is to help you forget.' She replied a cruel smirk on her face.
'Make me forget? Forget what?' He asked as she and Moriaty closed in on him.
'Just a certain someone' Moriaty answered.
'Who?' Sherlock shouted at him.
'The Doctor, Mr Holmes' The woman replied.
And that was when the darkness crawled in, followed by a deep sleep...
Sleep in the moonlight,
Of the distant park,
Forget your old friend The Doctor,
Forget him at last..
Only loyal Doctor Watson,
Will remember him,
Forget him Mr Holmes.
And sleep...