Near stared at the pile of cards scattered on the table and on the floor. Mello stood against a wall smirking.

"To bad your card house had such a faulty foundation." Mello said, pride in his voice as he exited the room. "It's a real shame."

Near wasn't mad that his work was ruined or the fact Mello was so immature. He was mad because the random girl was right. He had just lost.

Near woke with a start. The girl from earlier was standing next to his bed, sheep doll still in tow. "Get up Near come on, get up, get up, get up!" She whispered excitedly.

Near rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?" He asked the girl.

"Who cares?" she said, "We have a night full of adventures ahead of us!"

Near looked at her for a moment before looking at the clock beside his bed. It was half past midnight. Near sighed.

"It's to late to play."

"You said whenever I wanted. You made a deal Near."

Near sat up and looked at her for a minute. She seemed determined to go out and play. She had slipped on her trainers already and they looked a little silly combined with the white nightgown she was wearing, but she didn't seem to notice or care all to much.

"Please Near. You promised."

So, even though he didn't really want to, he got up and out of bed. "What is your name?" Near asked sleepily.

"Aiden."

"Aiden?"

"Yep."

"Well Aiden, what do you want to do?"

"You need to put your shoes on! It's going to be a surprise!"

Near sighed and slipped into his old white sneakers. Aiden ran to the doorway and looked into the hall. She motioned for Near to come over.

"Okay," She whispered once he was next to her in the doorway, "You gotta be real quite okay."

"Okay."

Aiden tiptoed out of the room and Near followed closely behind her. He noted, as they snuck down the abandoned hallway, that she smelt like apples and vanilla. Aiden and Near snuck through the walls of Whammy's house till they got into the kitchen. Then Aiden seemed to be looking for something quite intently. Then he heard a softly whispered, "Ah-ha!"

"What?" asked Near curiously.

Aiden smiled back at him, "We're close."

"To what?"

"The door they never ever lock."

Near was a little taken a back, why would she be looking for a door?

Then it hit him, right in his twelve-year-old face.

"We're sneaking out!" He hissed at Aiden.

"We'll be sneaking back in. Don't be such a wuss."

"I'm not a wuss." Near said defensively. "I just don't want to."

"You made a promise." Aiden snapped at Near. "You have to keep it."

Near sighed, he had made a promise. He had to keep his promises, L told him too.

"Fine." Near sighed. "I'll go with you."

Aiden rolled her eyes. "I bet Mello wouldn't be such a wuss." She had said as she found the back door in the kitchen. It was huge and made of dark wood. Near wondered why he never noticed it before.

"Ready?" Aiden asked him. Near nodded.

And then they left.