Sherlock Mind Palace Novels & Stories

"You just have to find something to stop the shift. Then we might be able to get the sentence rescinded." Paoli slid forward so that his head was level with William's again and stared at him, mouth open. "That’s a big maybe," he said. "And what do you mean I have to find something?" It was William's turn for a frustrated groan. "You have a ton of herbs in your damn fortune telling shop-" "New-aged bookstore, thank you," Paoli corrected matter-of-factly. "Fine," William conceded irritably. "New-aged bookstore." He looked at Paoli pointedly. "There must be something in there that can help."

Mostly occupied with his medical books. His shields, medals, awards all placed on the shelf above fire place. He had a whole wall decorated with twinkle lights on a string with their pictures clipped to it. From being kids till now. He had saved all memories of them. Daniel was looking at those pictures and smiling. He could still recall all memories associated with every picture. He was being nostalgic. He was about to say something when he heard a SPLASH....

"Sure thing! Just wait a moment, I'll weigh them for you." Soon, in the hustle and bustle of daily transactions, I pushed all those memories to the back of my mind. Victoria was just an irrelevant person now. What mattered was my life in the present!

That was when she caught a glimpse of some abandoned wooden horses piled in the corner of the courtyard… She walked over and stared at the pile. A picture seemed to emerge from the depths of her mind but it would not materialize… Strange. Were her memories somehow crossed?

Could I go back in time, so that, I wouldn’t be facing this, and instead just sit down and pretty myself or what-so-ever? I formed my lips in a line, nodding to myself, waking up my mind to be more realistic and stop the thoughts before it gets out of line, again. I took my mug and went back to my room. I sat down once again, putting an alarm on so that I wouldn’t lose track of time.

The air crackled with tension, the impending outcome hanging in the balance. Suddenly, a disorienting wave washed over me, distorting the scene like a mirage. Time itself seemed to bend and warp, leaving me bewildered and dazed. The enigmatic vision flickered and dissolved, whisking me back to the library, seated in the very chair I had fallen unconscious on. My heart raced, and my mind swirled with a mix of awe, confusion, and disbelief. What had just happened? Was it a dream, a mere figment of my imagination? Or had I truly witnessed a fragment of the past, connected somehow to this mysterious artifact?

I say to her. My eyes focus on a precious snowflake necklace around her neck. Something about it seems familiar. I reach down and run my fingers over the charm. Suddenly, my mind begins to swim with all these images that I've never seen before. I find myself holding on tight to the necklace as my mind is overwhelmed. I feel myself falling to my knees as the images continue to run through my mind, not once letting go of the necklace.

A wall was up and I was looking in from a small window on the outside. I haven't even realised it yet, but I have been crying. Wet streams are just flowing without question down my cheeks. I can tell, because it has a ticklish effect on my skin. The doctor noticed me, "Mam this is a private room, I would need you to leave or I will have to call security." As the words make their way into my brain like cutting shears, Noah returns from the alternate universe he was trapped in just moments ago. Our eyes met as the door shut behind me.

"Give me the salve! The one in the red bottle in your backpack!" I froze. In my last life, I had used the salve from that red bottle to cure Aurora. How did he know? His grip on my wrist tightened. He roared at me, almost as if he had gone mad. "Why didn't you warn me this time?!" That was it! Matt had been reborn too! But he had only returned at this exact moment! I looked at the rotten sores on his face, and my stomach churned. It took all my strength to push him away. I said, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

I ignored their terror and unleashed the full force of my Tier Seven abilities. An unseen storm of energy raced through the plaza. The camp guards, who had just begun to reach for their guns, were immediately forced to their knees, overwhelmed by the pressure and struggling to breathe. I approached the control console, brushed past the stunned announcer, and inserted a military-grade pendrive into the system, taking over the plaza's large holographic display. "Survivors," I said into the microphone, my voice firm and piercing enough to reach every part of the square. "Let me show you something."