<em>'Entertaining show murderers.'</em>The voice spoke down the phone as Alistair finally answered the wretched device.<br/>'Don't try and play on our emotions. Sweeney and Lovett weren't the first me and Lulu have had to slay.' Alistair growled down the line.<br/><em>'Oooo how scary. Your team really is going to give me a run for my money isn't it?</em><br/>'We're going to find you and bring you to justice.'<br/><em>'Oh really? So your just gong to drag me to the police and lock me up?'</em><br/>'Something like that. Only you'll probably have a couple of scorches marks, slashes and bruises all over you.'<br/><em>'Unlikely. You're not going to beat me Holmes. You're not even taking this seriously enough. For the last hour you've been doing nothing but perv over each other like horny miscreants'</em><br/>'We were waiting for you. I was expecting a call as soon as we took the psychopaths down. Were you unprepared?' Alistair asked 'Did you expect us not to live?' He asked after a moments silence. Even if he couldn't see the face on the other end of the line he could hear the anxiousness in his voice. The caller had clearly had doubts about whether they would survive.<br/><em>'Don't be silly. That wouldn't be at all fun.'</em>He spat after a moments pause,<em>'Which is why for my final game I'm going to set you a challenge. Solve this next one without any hints. No extra leaflets, letters or objects for you to work from. Just what I've given you!'</em>He snapped before chuckling, the static on the end of the line making every chuckle sound like cracking electricity.<br/>'Are you cheating because you're afraid we're going to find you?' Alistair asked curiously while a smirk formed on his face.<br/><em>'Don't taunt me Holmes. I'm always in control of our games. Always have been.'</em>The caller snapped before the line went dead, leaving Alistair alone with his thoughts for a moment.<br/>After sitting in silence for a few minutes he got up from the bed and walked downstairs and into the front room. Ryan and Lulu looked up expectantly at him, no longer sharing smiles of the previous events and instead looking concerned.<br/>'What did he say?' Ryan asked as he stared at Alistair from the sofa. He didn't attempt to wake Casey. She needed all the rest she could get.<br/>'Nothing. He just said that what he's given us so far has been the clue.' Alistair replied as he crossed the room and took a seat in the arm chair.<br/>'That's it? No riddle? No puzzle? Just watches and chewed up leaflets?' Lulu asked with a look of surprise on her pale white face.<br/>'No. The leaflets and the other watches don't matter.' He replied before holding up his hand, 'Just this.' He spoke as the twelve o'clock watch hung from his fingers.<br/>'The final pocket watch?' Ryan asked curiously as he eyed the device.<br/>'Not just any pocket watch. An antique pocket watch belonging to a military doctor that was born at Woodmore Hospital in this very town. Unlike the other three watches this has an engraving on the back of it that says it belongs to a one Doctor Phelix. He probably works at the hospital now after serving in the army.' Alistair explained before shoveling the antique into his pants pocket.<br/>'An army doctor?' Lulu asked curiously before suddenly gasping, 'Alistair do you think it could be-'<br/>'Watson? Very likely. Given that he's asking me to work out the crime based on this single watch all the answers point to that conclusion.' Alistair answered whilst staring hard out the window of the room and scratching his chin. He had now pulled out a stick of gum from his pocket and begun to unwrap it.<br/>'Then let's go. We've got plenty of time it's only seven o'clock.' Ryan spoke and made a move to shove Casey's legs off his and wake her up.<br/>'No.' Alistair immediately replied.<br/>'What?'<br/>'We're not going because I'm not falling for his tricks again.' Alistair spoke, ignoring the quizzical looks he was receiving from Lulu and Ryan, 'He's playing a game with me boys and girls. He's laid thin clues that he thinks I'll ignore because they hint at something less likely, because that's what this is all about. He wants to prove he's smarter than me' Alistair spoke before leaning forward and balancing his head on the palms of his hands, 'Wake Casey up. I have a plan.'<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Eleven O'clock</span></strong></div><br/>Moriarty smiled to himself as he perched himself on the roof of Gracefield town hall. Gracefield was a town an hour away from Woodmore. It would be a place that would be familiar to Casey if it were brought up in conversation, for this was the town in which her parents were currently visiting to attend the benefit dinner for soldiers injured at war.<br/>He sat in a striped beach chair whilst sipping on a can of coke and staring at the laptop computer screen that he had balanced on a table in front of him. On the laptops screen were several screens containing cameras surrounding Woodmore hospital.<br/>He knew he was in for quite a show. Sherlock and his crew would show up at the hospital expecting to find a doctor who secretly was the incarnation of Doctor Watson, only to find out that the whole thing had been a wild goose chase. They would spend hours searching the place before eventually giving up, walking outside and then scream in terror as his hidden agents jumped out from the darkness and cut them down where they stood.<br/>'Brilliant' Moriarty spoke as he leaned back in the beach chair. In his hands was a Nintendo DS which was making loud irritating noises as he tapped away at his game. He was covered in a black blanket to keep out the cold, it wasn't working particularly well, but he didn't care. For in an hours time he would see a show unlike any other.<br/>'It's such a brilliant plan. He has absolutely no idea that the watch I sent him is a commemorative watch that they give out at this benefit dinner.' Moriarty chuckled and eagerly licked his lips, 'It's a shame Holmes. If only you were a bit smarter. If only you hadn't gone and picked such idiots to befriend-'<br/>'I'm getting bored of his cocky attitude can I cut his damn head off?' Ryan asked and raised the sharpened stage sword to the side of Moriaty's head.<br/>The games console in Moriaty's hands dropped to the floor with a crash as surprise swept through his body. He slowly turned his head to face the new threat that stood behind him.<br/>'Hello my dear caller.' Alistair spoke with a wide grin on his face. Him, Casey, Lulu and Ryan were all stood behind him. Lulu with her sword drawn, Casey with flaming palms, Ryan with stage swords in both hands and himself simply dangling a pocket watch before the kids face with a smirk.<br/>'What are you doing here?' Moriarty asked, his eyes wide with shock making his tough rocker look seem nothing more than a pathetic front, 'You shouldn't be here. I didn't give you any clues to suggest-'<br/>'Casey' Dad is in the military. The fact you gave me a military watch and have tried to trick me before was enough for me to work out that you were here.' Alistair spoke before clicking his fingers, 'Cheshire take out his equipment' He ordered before a thunderous bang echoed through the air as blue smoke erupted around the laptop and crushed it into tiny pieces.