(An old wharehouse type building XD)

The detective was far from broken, Just more annoyed with every passing moment. He wanted to kill Moriarty the longer the man refused to let him go. But he knew he couldn't. His eyes were wide.
Sherlock looked quite beaten.
He wished he had a phone and was able to reach it. He wanted to call Lestrade or somebody. If he couldn't losen the damn ropes, he was as good as stuck. He didn't care if he was hungry. He was just bored and wanted to get to a case.
"What are you thinking you'll achieve by locking me up.!!" Sherlock yelled. He knew his brother would come if he knew. Sherlock grimaced at that thought. Not wanting his brother to know. There was no way he was going to admit he needed help to his brother.
But if anybody was planning to help him they were rather slow about it. "Don't you dare tell my brother about this."
Moriarty was looking at Sherlock with a smirk. "I wanted you out of the way from stopping me and I want to see if anybody really cares about your safety enough." He laughed. He was very amused by this all. "And this is amusing."
The man laughed "I will break you Holmes." He stabbed Sherlock in the arm.
Sherlock refused to show any signs of pain.

The detective was getting bored of even listening to Moriarty. Sherlock was closing his eyes and trying to ingore the pain. He hoped Lestrade wouldn't keep him off work upon seeing him injured. Though it was always hard to keep Sherlock off work as he was so stuborn and refused to rest and take a break off a case. When he had last had a flu. Lestrade had all but had to drag him home, He refused to give up as long as he was alive.

you have 30 mins -JM the madman had text Lestrade again. He was planning to put a time limit. He knew that he might not nessicarly kill Sherlock in that time but it was fun making Lestrade panic.