@rodentsleuth asked: 🌀 (oof)
Send "🌀" to find my muse, injured and alone after being beaten up
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It was late at night, or more-so very early morning, no one had even awoken to see the sight of London's thick dawn fog that ensnared the streets. No one except a large rat.
It was unclear just how long he had laid there for, in front of Basil's front door, body sprawled across the pavement with his hand reaching toward the door. Perhaps the most prominent thing to notice about the Professor though was perhaps the pool of blood that was around him, he seemed heavily wounded and his suit was torn to shreds, his gloves were missing, his hair a mess.... And blood stained around his maw.
The was no noise from the rodent, but upon hearing the door open, his ear twitched and only the sight of slow shallow breaths were seen rising up and down from his form.
He mumbled weakly, incoherently, though perhaps one would think he was attempting to say the Detective's name.
