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It was a dark and stormy night. Really, it was. Shawn had gone all out for his Victorian-era mystery. He needed some way of keeping his skills sharp, and where better to do that than in the seat of someone who had apparently mastered the same skills he had been honing for years.

Or he would be if he had someone to play along with. The Watson facsimile was really creeping him out.