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The gas lamps of Baker Street cast long, wavering shadows across the cluttered sitting room at 221b. A half-empty bottle of laudanum glinted on the floor beside the Persian slipper. Sherlock Holmes, in his rumpled black suit, swayed on his feet before the dial phone, his dark blue eyes glassy and unfocused. He dragged a hand through his untidy ponytail, then jabbed at the rotary with a trembling finger. The receiver pressed to his ear, he leaned against the wall, a crooked grin spreading as your voice crackled through. "you. Took you long enough." His slurred words hung in the smoky air, a challenge and a plea.