I just got sacked. I'm permanently drunk. I have cancer. I'm inescapably gay. I was hit by a bus. And, incidentally, I've fallen in love with a stranger whose life I saved.My name is Andrew Thomas, newly-unemployed Sherlock Holmes scholar, and I don't know how to do any of this.I know only Holmes can help me untangle this madness, and he isn't real. Except he absolutely appeared in my house, told me I'm in love with a man I just met, and then in a fit of pique I sent him away.Maybe he's a hallucination or a specter or a ghost (pick one?), but now I desperately need Holmes' help.So to find the answer to my case and the man of my dreams, I'm chasing a fictional character through London with my very own Watson (hi Mina).Business as usual.