"yeah, it's me, chief. ...another six inmates were found dead last night? ...all were heart attacks? it's him... what? bizarre behavior before they died? could you be more specific? what do you mean? so they didn't just die from heart attacks."
(y/n) sighed for what seemed the umpteenth time in the last twenty-four hours before drowning her sorrows in some extremely sweet coffee that managed to make her lip quirk up into the smallest of smiles, despite the current situation she was in, sweets never failed to make her feel better.
"chief, what i'm saying is they all died of heart attacks, but it wasn't quite that simple."
L shuffled the images towards her side of the table, with a small nod of appreciation she got back to the matter at hand while explaining what she saw in the various pictures.
"before one of them died, he drew a pentagram on the wall of his cell with his own blood. another left a letter, but it doesn't seem to be a will or anything meaningful. as for the third victim, he escaped from his cell and ran all the way to the staff bathrooms before he died."
(y/n) rubbed her temples, clearly frustrated by the whole situation. she felt as if she were standing idly by as she watched innocent people die before her eyes, because some freak decided to go on an immature murdering rampage. it shook her to her very core, and she wanted nothing more than to put a stop to whoever this person was.
after exchanging some thanks and goodbyes, the chief hung up the call and (y/n) shakily put the phone back down.
"it's so... shocking, how kira thinks he's really doing something good."
L nodded, closing his laptop and giving her his attention. he conveniently decided that he'd take a small break, just to talk to her.
"well, you know what they say. the path to hell, is paved with good intentions," she said tiredly, feeling her head droop down. L immediately shuffled closer to the girl, hoping to give her the comfort that she so desperately needed, despite his complete lack of ability to do so.
"kira believes life is a matter of good or bad, black or white. when life has an array of different colors, different perspectives."
she was rather surprised by his words, they were very similar to her own thoughts on the matter, life has many truths and it's nearly impossible to know them all.
