"Brilliant plan, Midnight! Bravo! Now to get everything ready...."

(Time skip sponsored by John's hobbit feet...)

"Where are you Moriarty?" Sherlock asked, stepping into the dark room. There was a desk in the middle with the only light in the room illuminating it. On the desk were to bowls. One full of Deathcap, one full of Nightshade.

She stood there, tied to the wall, "Sherlock? Sherlock, is that you?" she called out, making her voice panicked. She knew the other two had left and would be locking the door behind Sherlock.
(Rip feet owo)

"Midnight? Where are you?" Sherlock asked, his voice urgent.
"We can't see you. We'll follow your voice." John said.
Moriarty and Sebby tried not to snicker as they walked over to the door and closed it, coffees in their hands.

"Where is this?" she cried out, wrestling with the chains, knowing she wouldn't be able to break them but making noise. She hoped some lights would turn on so they could see something including the table

Moriarty slammed the door and flicked the lights on. They were in a warehouse in Manchester.
"Miss me?" Jim asked, taking a sip of coffee. Sebby stood beside him, armed with a sniper rifle.

She looked up, "Sherlock.." she croaked. Even though the doors had bars for Seb's rifle, she knew there was no way to break through the door (Do you mind if Jim & Sebastian aren't in room but outside it?) "Ying and yang, you will need karmas help to win.." she smiled weakly

(Okay)

Sherlock looked confused. "What do you mean?" he asked, approaching you slowly.

"T-They told me to tell you.." she winced away from his, backing up against the wall as far as she could even with the chains

"Tell me what?" he asked, his cold eyes boring into you.

"Y-Ying a-and yang.. karma and intelligence will determined your success rate.."