One thing John admired about Craig is how simple the guy is. Here they are, in torn dirty trousers, shirt and coat painted with dust, but he still greet them as if there's nothing happened.
And he also can't believe how Sherlock nerves is still intact after what had happened to them a moment a go. Here he is ready for another adrenalin rides that excite his senses.
"Did you found anything?" Sherlock quickly asked.
"Ah yess.. about the glitch.." Craig looks at John waiting for him to joins.
"Coming.. don't mind me." John said trying to relax his muscles a bit.
"Well, about that glitch. Like I said before it's like a knock on the door. Imagine this, metaphoricly, the blog is your house. And there's a couple knock on your front door. When you open the door, it turns out there's a fly flying around in front of you, with a message. So, in order for you to read that message you need to catch the fly.."
Sherlock and John try to follow Craig explanation.
"..when you realized there is a message, the first thing you need to do is to catch the fly, right. That is what I've been trying to do." Craig explained.
"Sounds.. sounds like a hard thing to do." John commented.
"It took efforts. But.." Craig turns the laptop screen so it faces Sherlock and John. "But I did it."
Sherlock and John looks at the screen in disbelieve. The screen is now clean white, in the middle there is two boxes with black frames and a beeping cursor.
Sherlock lift the laptop looking it cautiously.
"What is this.." his face still in amusement.
"When you catch the fly, well a fly is pretty small isn't it? So what they carry is also a small message. The problem is.."
"It's password protected." Sherlock said.
"Right. And here comes the bad news.. There's only two characters for the password and you only have 2 attempts to fill out the password. If you failed to enter the correct one on the first attempt, you only have 2 minutes to input your last and correct one." Craig explained again.
John, now fascinated, joins Sherlock in front of the screen.
"Have you try it yet?" John asked to Craig.
"I couldn't dare. I think this is more on the Sherlock area." Craig said.
Sherlock looks at the screen still thinking.
"You can guess it right, the password. You did this before with The Woman.. when she gave you her phone." John said.
"This is.. different." Sherlock said slowly. Now John can't help to notices that Sherlock is actually nervous.
"It's only two characters password, it's easy right?" John said again.
"On the contrary, it's the hardest." Craig said again. "Don't let the lessen character numbers fooled you. The more character to guess give you more hints. 6 characters, could be birthday, area code, name, etc. But two characters.. it could be anything! Initials, birthday dates, birthday month, birthday year, clothing size.."
"Okay, I get it." John said stopping Craig. Now he looks at his best friend again. "You can do this, Sherlock. If anyone could guess the password it's you.."
Sherlock silently close his eyes. Looking for clues in his head. What is this about? About Molly, Molly and Rosie.. Are they first word combine? Rosie's age? Molly's age? But what if this isn't about them? It knocked on John's blog, it has to be about Rosie right? Is it her birthday, her favorite plays..
Sherlock open his eyes. "There's to many.. There's to many possibilities.." Sherlock said.
John grabs his friend both arm, now they come face to face. "Come on, Sherlock.. search again, you can do it!"
Sherlock lock his eyes again. It has to be something meaningfull. More than anything, something that change us to the way we are right now.
"Is it only numbers or alphabets too?" John asked Craig.
"It can be both." Craig answered.
Sherlock finally open his eyes.
"I think i'm going to put my first attempt.." Sherlock said.
He then quickly type the keyboards.
"If we failed 2 attempts, can we try it again?" John asked again nervously as he looks to Craig.
Craig only lift his shoulders, "That, I don't know."
John looks to the screen, he sees what Sherlock has input.
"..14." John whispered. "Why 14?"
"The day Molly died." Sherlock answered cautiously.
In an instance a big red X shown on the screen, along with a 2 minutes countdown under it. Now the input box appears again.
Craig stands up. "2 minutes countdown. Your first attempt is wrong. Now you have 2 minutes to figure out the correct answer.."
John's heart fell to the floor.
"Sherlock.." he whispered.
"I know! Just give me a minute to think!" Sherlock is now feeling the pressure.
"You have less than 2 minutes to do that!" John said in panic. "How about her house number, her.. her.."
"It's got to be more than that!" Sherlock now agitated.
"How do you know it's Molly related? What if it was something else?!" John shouted.
"Can you please be quiet and let me think!" Sherlock closed his eyes again
Molly, she has to be the key. What could be the password. The date of their first meeting, the day in Eurus's prison? More than that.. what is it? He unexpectedly wishes he paid more attention to Molly. Molly in his flat, holding Rosie. Wait, she's there.. almost every day.. What did she wants him to see? The only thing he can saw.
Sherlock opens his eyes. The countdown reach 45 seconds left.
"Sherlock.." John said as he rubbed his hands nervously.
"I think I know the answer." said Sherlock slowly in reckoning.
John pulls Sherlock hands before he types anything. "Are you sure?" he asked.
Sherlock didn't say anything. He lets go his hands from John grasps and begins to type.
As he finished typing, he stands up and wipes his face with both of his hands. As if he doesnt wants to see the result.
"..something you can't live without until it is really gone.." said Sherlock whisperedly.
"What?" John asked.
Sherlock looks at John. "Molly last words to me. At the evening before she left for daycare with Rosie."
"Something you can't live without until it is really gone." Sherlock repeated. As he look the screen again to see what he typed.
"Oxygen. O2." Sherlock shows everyone the screen, 2 seconds before the time is up.
Then the flickering colours appears again in the white screen. Only now the colours slowly begins to form something, almost like a square with painting inside.
"What is that?" John asked quietly.
The painting become more and more clear as it is now form a picture.
"It's a video message." Craig shouted.
Sherlock and John come closer to the screen. It was a small box with a white triangle play button in the middle.
"Play it." Sherlock tells John. He then clicks the white triangle button.
"There's no date. We don't know if this is recent. Or.. recorded in the past." Craig said.
At first it was some kind on living room in the background, and then a person enters the frame. It was Molly.. holding Rosie.
"Sherlock, John..." Molly sitting in front of the camera. "..If you watch this, it means Rosie and I are not in London anymore." She glances to her behind and then she talks again.
"I don't have much time, so I just want to clarify a few things." she said now in a faster pace. "First, I'm not dead. I'm sorry I have to fooled you all. Second, John.. I'm really sorry. I have to took Rosie with me, I'll explain to you later.. but.. Mary asked me, if there is anything bad might came up, I have to take Rosie to safety first. Or else.. or else someone might want to used her as leverage over both of you. That is why I took her with me. And, Sherlock.. there is something I need to tell you.." She take a deep breath before she continued.
"Do you remember when Moriarty first met you? He was posing as my boyfriend, I came and show him off to you, and you said he was gay.." Molly now laughing at her memory in tears. As Sherlock now too. "I date him a couple times. And there is this habit of him that annoyed me, like he always scratched his shoulder, smell his fingers and then rub his hair.. I didn't know why he did that, but I thought it was disgusting. And.. and a couple week ago, I was queuing in a mart, and I saw a man with the same habit, but.. but he's not Moriarty or his face and appearance is different. But it haunted me. And the next days I saw him again near my flat, while I was strolling with Rosie." now Sherlock and John can hear the fear in her voice.
".. so Mary, before she died she made me this plan. If something might danger Rosie, she gave me a plan to getaway. I can't tell you the detail here, there's other people involved. I hope one day I can tell you." Molly said.
"..I'll tell you about where I am, so you can get us. Sherlock, John, just wait for it, okay. I'm sorry I have to go. I hope we meet again soon."
And the video just shut down immediately
John's computer screen is now back to his blog. Almost like the whole Molly's video message was a hallucination.
They were standing still for a while. Sherlock freezes in a amusement. "I was right. She is still alive." He finally said with blank eyes.
He then turns to John.
"John.."
"Oh God, she's alive. Rosie is alive.. she's alright. My God.." John is sobbing loudly. All of his emotion and confusion finally being answered. And now he can feels the relieve running through his veins.
Craig and Sherlock can only stand there watching him.
Sherlock releases a deep sigh.
It really is a long day.