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Rating: PG
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Gaslight)
Characters: Dr John H. Watson, assorted villains
Summary: Ubiquitous abduction scene
Warnings: Cliché-ridden
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Continued in Man's Best Friend
London
1886
Dr Watson was not one given to panic. When his pursuers expected him to run, he instead went to ground, emerging only after they had finally cleared off.
The night was turning to rain but his luck held. There, by the lamp-post, stood a police constable. He grinned as he approached.
‘Doctor, I’ve been waiting for you.’
Waiting? Surely not, Watson thought. Something’s wrong.
Before he could react, he was seized and a handkerchief infused with the sickening stench of mouldy flowers was clamped over his face by an iron grip. His struggle was as frantic as it was brief.
capt_facepalm Rating: PG
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Gaslight)
Characters: Dr John H. Watson, assorted villains
Summary: Ubiquitous abduction scene
Warnings: Cliché-ridden
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Continued in Man's Best Friend
London
1886
Dr Watson was not one given to panic. When his pursuers expected him to run, he instead went to ground, emerging only after they had finally cleared off.
The night was turning to rain but his luck held. There, by the lamp-post, stood a police constable. He grinned as he approached.
‘Doctor, I’ve been waiting for you.’
Waiting? Surely not, Watson thought. Something’s wrong.
Before he could react, he was seized and a handkerchief infused with the sickening stench of mouldy flowers was clamped over his face by an iron grip. His struggle was as frantic as it was brief.
.oOOo.
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Date: 2011-07-05 03:43 am (UTC)