"Hades..." He whispered as he lost consciousness. He dropped the talisman and it rolled away just a bit from him. It was cold once more, solid stone.

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Molly came running out. She cursed and waved her hand, the wind blowing out the fire. Damn it. She ran over to Sherlock and knelt down. He was burned, not badly though, first to second degree burns. She hoisted him up and got him to her car.

Because she wasn't sure what the smoke had done to him, it was better to be than sorry. She got him to the hospital and the doctors and nurses took over.