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[He opens it, expecting something about deterioration or regen, something alarming but not anything that would shake his worldview.

Instead, what he gets...is something he could have never imagined.

He's not stupid - though now, he desperately wishes he can't understand what the identical markers are telling him.

Yet...it all makes sense. Horrible, horrible sense - the reason Holmes was the only man who could ever rival his genius, was...

Because they'd come from the same goddamn womb. More than that, they were -]

...We're Twins.

[He sends that without thinking about it.]

get over here now

[For that to be entirely lowercase and without punctuation?

Well, that's pretty much a massive sign as to how much this is effecting him.]