Epilogue:

Christine looked over the moving newsprint. She could never get used to the images looking back at her. Some scowling, others laughing, all moving.

"Are you going to eat anything?" Sherlock leaned over to peer at her empty plate.

"I don't feel hungry," she responded distractedly, still focusing on the newspaper.

"What's the word?" The Doctor inquired, nibbling on a waffle.

"He's still at large. Man, I can't believe he actually escaped."

Thanks for reading! If you note any odd grammar errors that's probably because I converted this from first-person perspective to third, which was very hard considering its length. Please tell me about them if you see them.