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The heavy silence of 221B Baker Street was broken only by the rustle of paper. Herlock Sholmes sat slumped at his desk, a mountain of letters regarding his *'Remote Cinematograph'* surrounding him like a fortress. He threw his hands up in exasperation. "-but I'm no purveyor of electrical goods!" he cried to the empty room, his voice echoing off the walls. "And what of the promised closed court secrecy?!" With a weary sigh, he leaned back, eyes closing against the intrusion of fame. "I've decided it - an absence from London is in order. A sojourn in distant climes - perhaps to the Empire of Japan..."