Hello there! I have good news; my half term holidays have arrived! This means lots of updates. So no point in keeping you waiting here is Chapter 6!

"I want you to close your eyes and imagen somewhere where you feel safe. Just one room where you feel you can relax."

I think of my room in my mum's cottage. That's the only place I think I could ever feel safe. Well that's sort of a lie no where's safe; not anymore and never again.

"Then make corridors and rooms don't worry what each room will be just do it."

I do as I'm told.

"Make a front door. Now in a room put all the nightmares in. Picture a big black bag in your hands; put all the nightmares in the bag then burn it. The bag is gone, burnt. No more nightmare."

I'm slowly starting to forget.

"How the heck did that work?"

"Never mind that. It just did."

"No I always expect an answer you must answer me or I will tie you to a chair and make you watch all the episodes of My Little Pony."

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh but I would."

This is a challenge.

"I don't know how it works; search it on my John's laptop."

I move over to the laptop.

"Wait! Better use mine."

"Why?" I am suspicious.

"Just use mine! I can't expose someone so young to what John watches on his computer. I' d rather watch My Little Pony."

"Okay, I'll use yours."

Sherlock breathes a sigh of relief.

"Apparently a Greek guy escaped a building that fell down and crushed everyone and could remember their names by picturing where they sat."

"That is correct. I did know; I just wanted to know how well you could use a laptop."

"And why didn't you just ask?"

"Didn't feel like asking."

"Oh…"

At this point John has appeared.

"Hello John!" I say.

"Clementine, why are you awake?"

"She has insomnia."

"And nightmares."

"Okay that makes sense."

"Dad taught me how to make a Mind Palace. It's really cool!"

"Did Sherlock ever tell you that he survived getting shot by using it? Or at least that's what he said happened."

"No. Can you tell me?"

"It'll be easier for him to tell you himself."

"Dad tell me!"

After 30 minutes I know exactly what was going on in his head. 3 seconds in 30 minutes.

"You really are a nut job aren't you?"

"Yep."

I giggle. This is the weirdest conservation happening on Earth right now.

"Well with that cheery note I'll get breakfast started."

"Can I meet Mary?"

"Sure. She'll be looking after you when Sherlock's on a case."

"Cool!"

"John, Clementine might like her breakfast now." Sherlock is right. I am starving.

"I'm making a fry, what do you want from it?"

"Bacon, runny fried eggs, sausages and beans. I'll make the tea."

"Thanks."

"Sherlock, you want any?"

"No, I don't."

"It's not you Clementine he- "

"Never eats on a case I know"

"Well let's start."

I run to my bedroom. It's surprising how quickly it became my bedroom. Before I left home I grabbed my hot chocolate powder. I don't drink tea so this will be my substitute.

John's already started breakfast. I knows Sherlock said that I don't eat much but apparently children need to eat to grow so that's what I do.

Once John steps away from the stove I can start making our drinks. I am slightly alarmed when I find a head in the fridge.

"John…"

"Yeah, what is it Clementine?"

I take a breath and point at the fridge, "there's a head in the fridge."

"SHERLOCK!"

I am in for a long day.