John dreamt that Sherlock is falling in front of him on the stone-hard pavement, lying in his own blood - dead! He, John Watson, wasn´t be able to save him, to rescue him. He looked up from the pavement and saw his friend Sherlock and Sissi, his new flatmate hand in hand standing on a blossomed meadow waving at him. They turned and walked away hand in hand in a glittering sunlight what seems to come from overall. This time his nightmare turned into something peacefully.
John Watson awoke, took a deep breath and stood up. He checked the alarm clock. Quarter past three on 24th December 2012....
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