Wholock

 

Sherlock strode up to the crime scene with Watson in tow. He took one look at the body and flipped through the purse with the multiple forms of ID cards “Time Traveller” he said. “How?” said Watson. “The ID cards, all set as the same person, so not a forger or a criminal, but a different year on each, all new.” “But that’s impossible” Watson interjected “As impossible as the body vanishing?” says Sherlock. Sure enough they turn around and the crime scene is now empty. “We should leave, now!” the detective shouts. “Why?” “Cleaners”. Sherlock runs to watch from across the street having predicted what comes next.

As if on cue, a number of people with dark suits and blue ties swarm the building, with white flashes of light streaming out the windows on the upper floors. Some frantic movement, then a pressure wave as a very controlled explosion happens in the room where the body was.

Back at the flat, Sherlock and Watson go over the weeks events. They had received a mysterious summons to a building in six days ago with a series of numbers and a note saying $500, but don’t buy a ticket. Sherlock deduced it was a series of picks for a lottery and the instructions not to buy a play hinted at some kind of regulation. Watson dismissed it as chance the first time, but couldn’t argue when it happened again on the next five days for different cities around the world.

They had staked out the building after the third message and found nothing odd about it. The next note said to come only on the day requested and not before and be sure they weren’t followed. Sherlock was visibly shocked. He thought he had been careful enough not to be detected, but obviously they were.