Sherlock was getting more and more fustrated. He was trying to figure out what Moriarty was going to do to him. He closed his eyes. He glared at Moriarty long and hard. he really didn't want to let the man have him held captive any longer.
"MORIARTY Let me go!!" He yelled. The detective had no idea that Lestrade was here yet. He just refused to be tied up any longer. If Moriarty was going to beat him more than so be. Sherlock didnt quite care,
His eyes were focused on the crazy man infront of him.

"No can do SHerlock," Moriarty smirked evilly. He was looking at him. He grabbed him by the scarf around his next. Sherlock coughed as it was being pulled quite tightly. He then pulled out a gun and fired it randomly hoping to make Lestrade panic. He guessed he would be here all ready.
The detective knew Moriarty liked being in control.

"Enough," Sherlock growled. He was bleeding and sore, He wasn't giving up. But he was tired of all this. He wanted to be able to fight back and not be stuck like this. He hated it.

Moriarty punched Sherlock and then knocked him unconnious. Sherlock groaned and passed out.