scootyshabooty:

it’s the year 2049, I sit in a bunker deep underground, for the first time in years someone knocks at the heavy iron door. I stand, press the button that signals the door to open, and a person warily approaches. I ask what they want, they hand me a note and promptly take their leave. The note says one thing:

Sherlock series 3 starts tonight

thewicked-eternity