The first thing I was aware of was that I was laying down in a warm bed. Sleep still having a strong hold on me, I didn't bother with opening my eyes. I already knew I was in a hospital by the smell of the room. Instead I listened to what was going on around me. "The newspaper once again got it wrong." I heard a voice in the distance say. I knew that it was Sherlock who was talking. Sherlock continued, "I really think they are deliberately trying to miss inform the public. In their minds, they are doing the right thing. Bliss is ignorance they say. Clearly the case is not solved but I'm working on it." There was a sigh then some ruffling of papers and I knew that whatever Sherlock was reading was now put it down somewhere. I wondered how long had Sherlock been here talking. Did he thin

