December's Diary Entry 567
I keep having this nightmare every night. I don't know what it means but its so short that I lie awake most of the night thinking about it. The first thing I see is a vast room, one side black and one white. Im standing in the black side. Mynxi is behind me, I could always sense her, though she never said a thing. Shes standing all the way at the back of the black side.
I see a tall man standing at the edge of the white side. Hes looking at me with wicked eyes, his face shrouded in darkness. There are three other people I saw, They didnt catch my attention at all. One thing that did however...Close. I saw her standing, still pretty as can be, at the edge of both, one foot in black, one in white. I beckoned for her to please come to me, but she looked at me with sad eyes then at one of the men in the room, the one sitting.
I-
"Hi Deccy" Interrupted Close as she sat next to December on the faded blue couch, a puppet in one hand, an open letter in another.
"What is that?" December inquired, pointing to the letter and closing her diary in one swift motion. The thought never crossed her mind that anyone would contact them. Close smiled, not a rare sight nowadays, and set down her White clad puppet onto the coffee table. Her big eyes sparkled as she read the paper in her hands.
"Dear D,
I don't think what your doing is smart, but somewhat childish. I do however find you to be a very headstrong woman, but being headstrong doesn't make you the best and brightest."
"Bastard..." December muttered, only to be hushed and cut off by another reading.
"We are not by a long shot evenly matched, D. I believe you lack the grace of a detective, Your not stupid in any sense, but the second least tactful person on this case, the award for first goes to your friend Mynxi according to my agents.
They met them. I believe its about time to see what Im up against. I see already your not Kira, I dont think you could handle it even if you were. If you decide you would like to, me and my agents will meet you at the park, perhaps youll find us.
Good luck D, I look foward to meeting my new rival, The date is enclosed.
L"
Close Folded the letter and sat it down next to the white haired puppet. December sat with a hate filled mind and fingers laced, her eyes showed she was in deep thought.
"So..." She began in a hushed whisper. "You feel I'm not a worthy opponent, L, I guess you'll just have to see."
Close had ignored December enough to pick up her puppet and petting its fake hair, a relaxed look on her face. "Close, that puppet is freaking me out, who is it?" Close smiled again.
"You'll meet him."
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Hope you like it, Im open to critique so if you think something can be changed, tell me.
Jello
