Unsuspecting Victim

"Sherlock..."

"John, I don't have time for your useless drivel."

"I've heard stories about this place, Sherlock... People have been murdered here..."

"If you followed such trivia like ghosts lingering where they were killed, you wouldn't step outside of the flat."

"Maybe so, but..."

"Just stop talking, John."

Silence.

More silence.

Footsteps. Sherlock striding ahead purposefully, John lagging behind.

Sudden noise. Loud, sharp noise. Gunshot.

A yelp. Of pain.

"John? John!"

Blood.

Crimson staining a white jumper.

"John! John, stay with me."

"Ow, ow- what-"

"Don't talk."

Blood.

So much blood...

"Sherlock-"

"Shut up, John."

"Sorry... Stupid... Not paying attention..."

"No, I should have- It's my job- How could I not expect a sniper? I should have seen-"

"Sh... Shh, Sherlock..."

"Right. I'm calling Lestrade. Right. You'll be fine."

John's breathing.

Sherlock's mobile dialling.

"Lestrade, we need an ambulance. The crime scene. John's been shot-"

"'m fine..."

"Shut up, John. Lestrade, now- What? No, I didn't let him get shot on purpose! Don't be stupid!"

John suddenly sat up.

Laughing.

Sherlock stared.

"John?"

"Gotcha! Come on! Fake blood! You didn't even notice!"

"You... what?"

"Happy Hallows' Eve!"

"What?"

"You really were worried. Flustered."

Silence.

"... It's like I said before, John. I'd be lost without my blogger."

All Hallows' Eve story! I had to work on my costume all before work and then I had to work, got home late, and... finally got around to writing a 221B. I might write some more Hallows' Eve stuff in the next week[ish]. I haven't had my fill of Hallows' Eve stuff yet. xD

Reviews are appreciated! Thank you!