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The Last Pip - Sherlock Fanfic There was definitely something going on, but Sherlock wasn't in the mood to tell him, so there was no point in trying to talk to him. He'd be better off at Sarah's, at least that would be interesting.
As soon as John got outside, he wished he'd worn a thicker coat or brought gloves. Oh well, he'd get there quickly and get into the warm.
Then he started as the cold barrel of a pistol touched the back of his neck.
He looked sideways. The man with the gun was dressed all in black and was also wearing a black balaclava. No way of identifying him later, then. The man jerked his head at a nondescript black car. Clearly John was supposed to get in. If this was Mycroft, he was going to kill him with his bare hands. But somehow John knew this wasn't Mycroft.
He got into the car. The gun didn't leave his neck even as a rough cloth covered his eyes. They drove for about twenty minutes before the car stopped, the cloth was removed and John was made to get out.
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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