Hazel smiled and nodded as she looked up to her new mother. She just wondered if the other woman was okay.<br/><br/>Sherlock continued forward silently and finally found where the cult was. The room was empty but on an old record player was spinning, she was well trained to know that it was a trap. She picked up a rock and threw it to the old time gramophone, as soon as the music stopped an explosive went off. Sherlock covered her ears and found cover quickly. After everything happened, she stood and saw that nobody was around like she thought there would be. After further investigating she found that this was the living place of the murderer and the cult. When she assured everything was safe she headed back, but her guard was sill up.<br/><br/>Sherlock came back to the girls and nodded. "This place is clear, it definitely is the occult's secret hideout. All we need is to find our murderer." She glanced down to the girl and then back to Watson. "Why is she still here...?" She asked a bit confused.