Feb 13, 2014
I had a dream that Moriarty needed just a little bit of my blood for something really dangerous and I was being protected and moved around by Sherlock and John and we stopped at one place that was supposed to be safe to rest and Moriarty found us and somehow managed to distract or defeat Sherlock and John long enough to get at me and he held me down and I fought not to let him cut me but my wrist got sliced on the knife he was holding and I bled a lot onto the floor and he got some of my blood and got away and then I woke up
