Author's Notes: I'm afraid that RL's left me in a bit of a tight spot- but I'm out of it now, and back with a bit of a filler chapter. I'm afraid that this is all we'll have to do until I get chapter seven finished. I haven't talked to my beta in a while- but constructive criticism is, as always, appreciated.


The night sky brightens and the stars weakly glimmer as Light stumbles down a beaten, dirt-packed path. He does not know where he is- he is too tired to calculate his location by the quickly-fading stars, and it's cold.

He'd ripped his shirt and clumsily bandaged his shoulder, pulling at the loose cloth with his teeth and feeling the blood seep through the fabric.

My name is Billy.

Light briefly remembered the conversation, and he knows that the game is far from over. It's not that I will let you escape. It is that I will let you go, Light Yagami.

He's been missing for over a full twenty-four hours, and his father would have been forced to report a missing-persons file.

I am unwilling to allow this kind of stupid creature to live in the society I shall form. A society of those who are grateful for their lives.

"This is not Justice," Light quietly declared to the dawning sun. And as the day broke over the dark skies, Light passed by a "city borders" sign reading: Hamamatsuchou, Minato ward. Estimated population of 217000 plus, and it boasted a convenient Yamanote Line train station to Chiyoda, the political heart of Tokyo.

It was almost too easy; the day had just begun and the salarymen were not awake yet, making the stations sound deserted and the lines short. As he queued up, Light reached for his wallet- and froze.

His pocket was empty- but his fingers brushed a folded note. That bastard. Light had not checked his pockets since he had left the damned house, but he had not even suspected that there would be a fare for the train…

The games, he sensed, were not over.

Light forced a bright smile on his face, and ignored the horrified stares and whispered muffled in his direction. Holding his head high, he boarded the train to Tokyo-

He was going home, a changed man.