Sherlock shot up off the bed with the Doctor behind him. They went back outside and found John in the same place he left him. ‘John, the creature you saw what did it look like?’
‘I didn’t see it that well.’
‘Well what did you see?’
‘ These big, red eyes…’ Sherlock placed his hand on John’s shoulder. ‘… looking directly at me. I’ve never felt so scared in my life.’ Sherlock turned back to the Doctor.
‘ I think we should try the trail again.’ The Doctor nodded in agreement. They followed the trail for thirty minutes and came to the end. The trail ended at an old, abandoned house. ‘Is this where you saw it John?’
‘Yeah.’ Sherlock was about to enter when the Doctor pulled him back.
‘Doctor..’
‘Stay here.’ The Doctor took out a torch from his jacket and entered the house.
‘I hate it when he does that.’ As the Doctor entered, the front part of the house collapsed, blocking the exit and trapping him inside. ‘Doctor! Doctor?!’ No one answered. ‘John, what do we…’ Suddenly they heard a cough. ‘Doctor, you ok?’
‘I’m.. fine.’ He managed to lift himself up. He rubbed his arm then looked at his hand to find blood on it. He found his torch and turned it on to see his only exit was blocked. ‘Can you get me out?’
‘We’ll try.’ They started to move bricks out the way. ‘What can you see?’ The Doctor shawn the torch round the house.
‘Nothing really. It’s all been damaged by the rubble.’ He moved back into the house.
‘John, how long is this going to take?’
‘I don’t know but we’re not even half way through.’ John stopped to look at the house. ‘There’s no other exits, all the windows are boarded.’ Sherlock stopped and looked up at John.
‘So basically your saying it’s hopeless.’
‘No.. It’s like I said we’re not even half way through.’ Sherlock shook his head.
‘I’m not leaving him.’ He started moving more bricks but he was getting no where. ‘I need some help here John.’ John sighed and shook his head. ‘John?’
‘Sherlock, You and I both know that we can’t do this. He’ll find a way out.’ Sherlock stood himself up right and stared at the house. ‘You know he will.’
‘And what if he doesn’t? How will we get home? I can’t live without him John. I just can’t.’ Sherlock turned away from the house with tears in his eyes. ‘Is it possible for him to suffocate in there?’
‘I.. I don’t..’
‘Just tell me John.’
‘It’s possible.’ Sherlock turned back to the house and started to move more bricks out of the way.
‘I didn’t see it that well.’
‘Well what did you see?’
‘ These big, red eyes…’ Sherlock placed his hand on John’s shoulder. ‘… looking directly at me. I’ve never felt so scared in my life.’ Sherlock turned back to the Doctor.
‘ I think we should try the trail again.’ The Doctor nodded in agreement. They followed the trail for thirty minutes and came to the end. The trail ended at an old, abandoned house. ‘Is this where you saw it John?’
‘Yeah.’ Sherlock was about to enter when the Doctor pulled him back.
‘Doctor..’
‘Stay here.’ The Doctor took out a torch from his jacket and entered the house.
‘I hate it when he does that.’ As the Doctor entered, the front part of the house collapsed, blocking the exit and trapping him inside. ‘Doctor! Doctor?!’ No one answered. ‘John, what do we…’ Suddenly they heard a cough. ‘Doctor, you ok?’
‘I’m.. fine.’ He managed to lift himself up. He rubbed his arm then looked at his hand to find blood on it. He found his torch and turned it on to see his only exit was blocked. ‘Can you get me out?’
‘We’ll try.’ They started to move bricks out the way. ‘What can you see?’ The Doctor shawn the torch round the house.
‘Nothing really. It’s all been damaged by the rubble.’ He moved back into the house.
‘John, how long is this going to take?’
‘I don’t know but we’re not even half way through.’ John stopped to look at the house. ‘There’s no other exits, all the windows are boarded.’ Sherlock stopped and looked up at John.
‘So basically your saying it’s hopeless.’
‘No.. It’s like I said we’re not even half way through.’ Sherlock shook his head.
‘I’m not leaving him.’ He started moving more bricks but he was getting no where. ‘I need some help here John.’ John sighed and shook his head. ‘John?’
‘Sherlock, You and I both know that we can’t do this. He’ll find a way out.’ Sherlock stood himself up right and stared at the house. ‘You know he will.’
‘And what if he doesn’t? How will we get home? I can’t live without him John. I just can’t.’ Sherlock turned away from the house with tears in his eyes. ‘Is it possible for him to suffocate in there?’
‘I.. I don’t..’
‘Just tell me John.’
‘It’s possible.’ Sherlock turned back to the house and started to move more bricks out of the way.
