The room they put me in was dark. There was nothing to be seen or heard. The darkness was starting to suffocate me. It was like that for three minutes until a camera light flickered on in front of me, revealing a single camera on a tripod, a microphone, and a small speaker. I looked down at my wrists and saw that they were handcuffed together. Not knowing what to do, I screamed out the first thing that came to my mind.
"Where am I?!" I screamed into the camera.
"I am L." A distorted voice responded to me. "You have been suspected of witnessing a murder." My mind flashes back to an image of a drunken young man, dead on the pavement. I shook the image out of my head as I replied, "You're L?"
"Yes I am." the voice (L) replied.
"Well I did see this one guy die yesterday." I said coolly, trying to put my hands behind my head as if relaxing, but forgot that I was handcuffed, trying to play it off like murder was no big deal.
"Can you enlighten us with that story?"
"Yea, sure…"