[Voice; Traceable to Mark Cook]

[mindf_cks]

[The feed cuts on and the only thing audible is screaming. Although, the man isn't in pain- No, no, no. That sound, my friends, is the sound of sheer terror. Determined from the pitch it sounds like it may be a man in his mid thirties, but don't let that screaming distract you from the heavy breathing that is becoming more, and more apparent. The

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[voice]

[killswithapen]

[A voice speaking over despairing terror. He shouldn't reply, but ignoring it would be more criminal.

Burning children, huh.

But you can't appeal to people like this, and besides, he hasn't been here long enough to feel confident addressing this city's 'other' killers. There's nothing to say, but that doesn't mean he can stay silent.]

You can stop any time. Just stop.

[voice]

[mindf_cks]

[ A small hum, very audible. ]

Hushh little baby, don't say a word

[voice]

[killswithapen]

[Good advice, if he didn't take it as a personal affront.]

A name. Perhaps you would give me that much.

[Any clue is a useful clue.]

[voice]

[mindf_cks]

[Light wants clues? Scarecrow isn't just going to give them to him. ]

Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

[ But he'll offer some bird crumbs. ]

[voice]

[killswithapen]

[Fortunately the mic isn't delicate enough to pick up the sound of his teeth grating against each other.]

You aren't planning to 'sing', though, are you? That's what they call it when a criminal confesses to what he's done.

What have you done, exactly? Did you kill him?

[Text]

[mindf_cks]

[ He knew the next line, how cute Light. ]

I have seen you, little mouse.

[ A few minutes later another text follows. ]

Running all about the house.

[voice]

[killswithapen]

[Alright, this is pretty unnerving. And he doesn't know this one, so the point of it would be entirely lost on him. Surely he's not spoiling your fun, Scarecrow?

Oh, he should stop.]

In the end it doesn't matter whether or not you care for authority. If you don't stop this, then the law will find you and stop you itself.

[Not that he knows what's been done in the first place. Some screaming, and now some crowing of nursery rhymes. Unspoken, unacknowledged threats--it's hardly criminal. Not unless someone's dead. And for all he knows it could be some kind of theatre piece that he's being duped into. The more he thinks about it, the more foolish he feels his reaction has been.]

[voice]

[mindf_cks]

[The audio turns back on. Better cover your ears Light, because the NV happens to be right next to the screaming man's mouth. His words seem to be somewhere along 'Get them off! They're CRAWLING.' The rest seems pretty incoherent.]

Search, Kira.

[ That is what they called him, isn't it?

The NV will be placed under the chair, while the feed is left on. Scarecrow will be long gone by the time this man stops screaming. ]

[no comment]

[killswithapen]

[Gnnngh that's horrible. He's not going to forget this trauma.

Now that he knows the guy's still alive, though - at least for a while - it's time to start looking.]

[ voice ]

[barebacking]

[Sir Light? Hm. Well, time to appear horrified all the same.]

Whoever did such a terrible act ... you should know that you can stop any time just as Sir Light says ... but if you cannot, justice will find a way to halt your terrible actions to that man.

Innocent or guilty for whatever reason, that suffering should not be allowed.

[ voice / private ]

[killswithapen]

Justice will. [And after considerable hesitation:] Sorry, but 'Sir Light'?

[ voice / private ]

[barebacking]

Of course.

Hm, so you really do not remember who I am, do you?

[ voice / private ]

[killswithapen]

I'm afraid not. I must have known you well if you're advocating me like that.

[ voice / private ]

[barebacking]

We only spoke once, but I was enamored with your sense of justice.

[ voice / private ]

[killswithapen]

[A long pause, then he speaks hesitantly.] With Kira's sense of justice, you mean.

[ voice / private ]

[barebacking]

Kira?