It's been nearly a week since Sherlock first started to investigate the grand theft of The Cygne. However, it was a complete disappointment. There were no signs of the thief. The case was going nowhere.
Molly couldn't find the recordings. They were deleted.
Sherlock was really furious. He hated being in these kind of siuations. Not being able to solve the case was his biggest fear and now it was coming true.
The time when Lestrade called Sherlock and asked him to come to the crime scene, John has just came in with shopping bags in his hands.
"Don't take of your jacket."said Sherlock standing up.
"Why is that?"asked John putting the shopping bags onto the table.
"New case."Sherlock said grabbing his scarf and coat. "Are you coming?"asked to John who was staring at him.
"Yeah sure."John said quickly running after Sherlock who was already in out.

"When you say crime scene, I didn't expect it to be The Millstone Mansion."said John looking awkwardly at the huge building in front of him,when they got out of the cab.
Sherlock started to walk through the entrance. John's eyes were scanning the stunning building. It was really impressing. Sherlock rang the bell.
"Welcome Mr.Holmes and Dr. Watson."said the old steward closing the door behind them.
The inside was also stunning. It was really obvious that Appearently, Millstones had paid quite a lot money long time ago.
The stward, led them to the airy living room.
Mr. Millstone sat on a big velvet sofa. Next to him, Lestrade was sitting and asking him questions.
"Sherlock"Lestrade called when he saw the dedective. His face lightened.
"Mr.Holmes and Doctor Watson, please take a sit."said Mr.Milsstone showing them the other sofa.
"I'm really glad you came Mr.Holmes."said Mr.Milsstone again with sadness in his voice.
"Tell me everything from the start Mr.Milsstone."said Sherlock leaning back.
"It all happened yesterday.Dear God, it's really hard to believe."sighed Mr.Millstone with disbelief.
"Yesterday was my daughter, Veronica's birthday. We were having a party in the garden with family friends and her friends. Everything was perfectly fine. We were enjoying so much. She were too. But suddenly she dissappeared. It was 2am I belive when we realised her absence. We searched for her in everywhere. Her friends said that she drank too much and maybe she passed out in somewhere. But there were no signs of her.
After that, we sent everyone to their house and called the police. It was 4am I think. But she was in nowhere. My wife went crazy. But suddenly there came a tapping at the main door.
When Frederick opened the door, we were all shocked. It was my Veronica lying on the floor. But there were no one else.
"We carried her to her bedroom and we realised that she was slightly shaking. Her eyes shut opened. And she started to scream. We immediately called our doctor. He gave her a tranquiliser. She is sleeping now."said Mr.Milsstone. His face was quite pale and it was obvious that he was suffering from lack of sleep.
"When she came back, her sapphire necklace was gone. And also her earrings"said Mr.Milsstone.
"There are no signs of any drugs. Appearently she was kidnapped."said Lestrade.
"But there are no signs of the kidnapper neither."
"Did she ever wake up to tell anything?"asked Sherlock.
"No."said Mr.Millstone.
Suddenly there came a horrible scream from upstairs. All of them jumped and rushed to the upstairs.
It was Veronica. When they got in her room, she was awoke.
"She had a nightmare."the doctor said. Her mother was slightly sobbing and holding her hand. She was trying to calm her down.
"The... Th..the mask"Veronica said breathing heavily and shaking.
Sherlock came closer to her bed.
"What mask?"he asked curiously.
"The voice's"she answered. Her eyes were looking in horror at the empty wall. She suddenly turned to Sherlock.
"It was a ghost. I swear it was a ghost. I couldn't see it but I felt it. I only could see it's horrible mask. The only thing that shining in the darkness."she said in terror.
The doctor made her lay down. She was still shaking.
"Was it a male voice or female voice?"Sherlock asked again.
"Neither of them."she said. "It was whispering. It wasn't a human voice. It was using something to hide it's real voice."
Sherlock baffled. This case would going to be exciting, however.
"Can you describe me the room you were in?"asked Sherlock again to the poor girl.
Her face was as white as dead. Her blonde hair was no longer shining. She was beautiful but damaged.
"It was a big hall. It was impossible to see anything in the dark."she said.
"It's movement was so gentle. It's voice could be heard in every corner of the room. Sometimes it was whispering behind me and when I turned back it was dissapearing."she started to talk mysteriously to herself.
"I felt it coming closer. I felt it's hand on my neck. Oh I will never forget that awful moment when it touched my neck. It made me freeze."her eyes widened in terror.
"It knew me. It knew the Halloween. The mask... The mask.."she stopped. Everyone was listening carefully her.
"The mask!"she screamed suddenly making everone şn the room jump. The doctor rushed her side and gave her another tranquilizer. Exhausted, she fell asleep.
Sherlock was really surprised. He wasn't expecting this.
"Traumatic shock."said John. "Next couple of days will be really hard for her."he said pittiying on her.

"What do you think?"Lestrade asked to Sherlock when they got out of the house.
Honestly, Sherlock couldn't think of anything because of the similarity. The similarity of another case. The case that he got the first RW card.
"Sherlock could it be?"asked John as if he understood what the dedective was thinking.
"I don't know."he murmured.
"Sorry sorry what?!"said Lestrade, amused.
"You heard me pretty well. I won't say it again."said Sherlock walking towards the road.
"Is that it?"said Lestrade in disbelief. "Won't you do deductions or I don't know tell us everything that happened last night?"
Sherlock stopped and doubled. John saw the growing anger in his friend's face.
"No."he said and hailed a cab. John and Lestrade looked each other in disbelief.

"She said the mask."said John after an uncomfortable silence in the cab.
"Yes. I heard that."said Sherlock looking outside through the window.
"The kidnapper stole the necklace and bracelet in other one. Again the woman had gone crazy and wandered the mask. Again the woman was a rich girl. Do you think it's the same person? Veronica said the kidnapper was using something to hide it's voice. The other woman had said something like this."
Sherlock didn't say anything. John looked carefully at his friend's face. His eyes were filled with anger. He was thinking but it was obvious that he couldn't find anything.
"Are you ok?"asked John.
"Yes. Why wouldn't I?"said Sherlock.
Suddenly the raido in the cab opened and a familiar song started.
"They call me the wild rose..."
"Turn that of!"Sherlock said angrily.
"But this is my favorite."insisted the cabbie. A woman. Again. The same voice. Sherlock surprised.
"But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day..."
Those lyrics... They were really familiar. Sherlock suddenly realised.
"Stop the cab!"he shouted. John was baffled. Then he realised the woman too.
She stopped the cab.
"Who are you!"Sherlock shouted leaning forward.
She smiled. She didn't say anything, just smiled.
"I asked you a question!"he shouted again.
She didn't say anything again.
Sherlock got out of the cab and leaned the driver's window. John rushed to his side.
But what they saw shocked them. She was wearing a white mask.
"I'm everyone."she said with a voice that exactly Veronica described. And she drow away...