Jim Moriarty - The Great Game
He must have SUCH a good time playing that role. What fun.
John saw the glow radiating in the distance and Sherlock’s body lying slightly limp behind the truck. His mind was shaken, and air escaped his body in a panic.
Suddenly the light became a blast, flickering and moving across Sherlock’s body. People rushed towards him, seemingly bewildered by what they were witnessing. He clenched the vomit in his throat that threatened to escapee; dreading the scene that he imagined to see. He saw Sherlock’s hand rise upward; reaching towards him like a blinding force.
“John, I’m regenerating… it’s this thing I do… like cheating death.”
I just reached “The Reichenbach Fall”……….
Preparing for endless amounts of tears.
I don’t know, I didn’t cry at all. Everyone told me I was going to, but I didn’t. Maybe that’s why I didn’t, because I was expecting to.
Or maybe I’m dead inside.