Chapter One
In Which Sherlock Doesn't Understand Journals
Tuesday, March 18th, 2014. Approximately 1:58 am.
I have been back for about two months now and John has… insisted that I write in this journal. I don't exactly know what he expects to come of this or what he expects of me, but I concluded that it would be best to at least appease him. After all I did fake my death for two years. Apparently it is "the least I can do" John's words, not mine.