The Head And The Heart- A collection of Sherlock Holmes stories

A collection of stories about Sherlock Holmes, the well-known and well-loved detective, and his trusted friend and biographer Dr. Watson. "Reichenbach Feels" is set immediately after the unfortunate events of 'The Final Problem'. We follow the landlady of 221B, young Rebecca Hudson, on a quest to fill the void left behind by the untimely death of a lodger. In "A Case of Identity" a nightmare that has haunted our heroes becomes true: Professor Moriarty has finally outwitted them. And so we witness them planning a spectacular flight... "Both or None" depicts the best friendship in literature: Holmes and Watson have often saved each other's life- but what if nothing is safe, and no one is saved? Can one live without the other? Features two bonus stories: "Better Words Than These" describes what an impending war in the early 1900s might mean for a certain retired army surgeon, and his friend... In "The Fourth Wall" our heroes face the problem of an author vexed by his creations...


42. 2. I Cannot Be Killed

Reichenbach falls, Switzerland. May 4th, 1891.

"I cannot be killed."
The more often I repeated these words, which first sounded so sure and unequivocally certain, the more they turned from an unquestionable statement to a desperate prayer and pleading.
"I cannot be killed." I said this to myself over and over again, clinging frantically to the edge, the dreadful abyss roaring at me from under my feet.

I had seen Professor Moriarty, the nemesis Doyle gave me, struggle, yell and finally fall into the swirling waters below. Yet before that same fate could befall me- as the author would have planned, for sure- I had first managed to grab a tuft of grass, and then somehow to hold onto the sheer wall.

Indeed- Sherlock Holmes could not be killed so easily.

My thoughts turned to him who was responsible for this. Had he as well wanted this to happen, or was it due to my efforts that I had not yet plunged into the falls of Reichenbach, together with the Professor?
Although I had known that my end would soon await me, I had not expected it to be like this.
I really hadn't imagined it to end that way.

My strength decreased rapidly, I could feel it. Maybe my friend Watson would soon return from his hoaxed errand, and that quickly enough to...

But this was most unlikely, even though he had in the past helped me out of many a misery, and was a most reliable fellow. Yet I didn't believe he could save me this time.

Preparing for the inevitable, I closed my eyes and whispered one last time, carefully stressing every syllable:
"I cannot be killed."
As much as I hated the thought, I would have to surrender.

"Poor Watson will be beside himself for some time for sure.", I assumed.
Nevertheless one thing was there which I still wondered about:
Would the downfall cause my death, or just my disappearance?
Would I actually perish like a human being, or rather vanish, like a drawing erased by merciless strokes of an india rubber- for I was only a creation of an inventive mind?

There was but one way to know for sure.

Then I deliberately let go of my hold- unknowing whether destruction or safety would await me.



Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...