One short, prompted Sherlock Holmes fan fiction for each day of December.

On a hiatus whilst doing my PhD, so this is a one-off, spontaneous piece. Thanks for your understanding! Leslie's perspective, then the two families' perspectives, from just before her final swing to Jesse walking into the living room. No happy ending, and it's extermely sad, graphic and detailed. Please read my author's note at the start carefully before beginning the story.