ADVENTURE 001: I'm not often this confused....

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

{{OOC:  Forward Dated to after the Plot}}

[Action; 915 Bilko Blvd.; locked to Housemates]

[When Sherlock came around, he was most surprised to be.... in a bed. The last thing he remembered was closing his eyes, anticipating his landing and now? Now he woke up here. Wherever here was. He went to get out of bed and looked down on himself. These weren't his clothes. He went to the closet. Those weren't his clothes either. Well, if he was going to have to wear anything, he'll stay in his pajamas, thank you! He turned around and faced the bed. And there was someone in the bed. A total stranger, in fact.]

Who the hell are you!?


[Sherlock's mind started to race. Oh God, maybe he missed! Maybe he's dead. He looked around again and almost chuckled in irony. He had told Moriarty that he may be on the side of the angels, but to not think him as one of them. Well, this could well be hell.]

Where am I?


[Action; around town - Later]

[Once somethings were explained to him - yeah, he doesn't buy it yet - he stormed out of the flat house. He just needed to wander the streets. He needed to wrap his head around things. He was muttering as he went. One of the phrases was:]

I'm sorry, John...