_{“ it’s a hallway, ” watson whispered, as if afraid to crack the fragile spell that had descended upon them. holmes did not respond, staring at the door that was not there – that should not be the reason.}

_{grey eyes upon which even the sun could not lighten narrowed. a step was taken, and a groan was given back. holmes blinked and dared not to breathe as the house was shrouded by silence once more. silence and darkness. neither he nor watson had made a sound.}

_{“ holmes, you aren’t considering going in, are you? ” ‘twas a harsher whisper now. a murmur entwined with concern.}

_{“ i already have. it is dark, impossibly so. like the darkness in the forgotten pockets of london. it – it’s a hallway, watson. i feel as if it is. ” a troubled look came and went.}

_{“ it’s unbearably cold, ” and watson swore the word’s paleness echoed around them for hours after.}

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