Canon Story: The Valley of Fear -or- Thinking of Vermissa
Title: Concussion at 221b
Author:
godsdaisiechain
Rating: G
Note: Coal gives off various gasses
“Careful, Watson.”
“Nonsense. I can’t see, hear, or even smell anything.”
“We see but cannot observe. Radon is colorless, odorless and silent. Yet it kills.”
“Radon?” Watson paused, tamping down untoward thoughts. Holmes swayed slightly, unnervingly. “How else can we retrieve your cap?”
“I’ll buy a new one.”
A sigh escaped John Watson as Holmes slumped into his arms, unconscious.
*******
Some time later, Holmes stirred back to consciousness, head throbbing from a large welt raised by a blunt object in the hand of a foe.
“You do realize that there is no radon whatsoever in Baker Street?” Watson said, mopping his friend’s brow. “You’re thinking of Vermissa.”
“Would you be so kind, dear John?”
“That cudgel caught you awfully hard.”
Title: Concussion at 221b
Author:
Rating: G
Note: Coal gives off various gasses
“Careful, Watson.”
“Nonsense. I can’t see, hear, or even smell anything.”
“We see but cannot observe. Radon is colorless, odorless and silent. Yet it kills.”
“Radon?” Watson paused, tamping down untoward thoughts. Holmes swayed slightly, unnervingly. “How else can we retrieve your cap?”
“I’ll buy a new one.”
A sigh escaped John Watson as Holmes slumped into his arms, unconscious.
*******
Some time later, Holmes stirred back to consciousness, head throbbing from a large welt raised by a blunt object in the hand of a foe.
“You do realize that there is no radon whatsoever in Baker Street?” Watson said, mopping his friend’s brow. “You’re thinking of Vermissa.”
“Would you be so kind, dear John?”
“That cudgel caught you awfully hard.”
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