Upon returning home. I was tired, extremely tired. I couldn't do much beside dragging myself to the showers and going to bed. Upon waking up, my eyes itched terribly, i kept rubbing them until they hurt, eventually using pure will to stop myself. Soon after, I found a piece of paper on the table, it explained "The ritual is now starting to take its true effect. It will take time, but you will see changes in yourself. Abilities that were never there, odd and interesting powers. Hope you well, until next time i need you". Sherlock looked stunned as he rushes to the mirror and see his pupil are now almost fully dark purple instead of the previous brown they were. Confused, even a little scared, he started trying to see what changed. Spotting flies and what not, not much he thought. Going downstairs from his apartment, he leaves and starts walking to his studio/office. On the way there, he feels a tingling sensation on his back as his eyes dart upward instinctively and he notices a potted plant slowly falling down in his pathway, he takes a quick step to the left and narrowly avoids the plant. Realizing what just happened, he looks around real quick before moving off rapidly. "i see, so i my eyes, they warn me before somethings happens huh?" Sherry grins into his phone silently as he gets to his office. Noticing the usual workload, he starts heading off after waving to everyone and some chatting. Slightly happier than before, ready, to learn more about how these power will help him investigate and get better at hunting down these gangs and cults.