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Bakura honestly could care less about the chick's stupid husband. In his eyes, they were too young to know what true love felt like. Hell, even Bakura didn't know what it felt like, and he was about 20 years their senior. Nevertheless, though, he had a job to do.

Looking back at the girl, he sighed inwardly. He had a suspicion about exactly what was behind that door and it wasn't anything pretty. Turning the handle, he pushed to door open and saw exactly what he thought he would: a body. The mangled figure of Jou was in the corner, covered in blood. It wasn't any different then the last victim, other than the fact that he still possessed a body. But what caught Bakura's attention was the way the body's hands were placed. They were clasped tightly together, like he was holding something.

Although Bakura didn't know Jou at all, he could tell by the look of him that he was a fighter. He wouldn't have just given up and died. Knowing that just made Bakura more suspicious. So much in fact that he turned away from Anzu, who by now was sitting in the wet dirt, crying her eyes out, and tried to pry the hands open. Clutched in his hands, and covered with blood was another duel monsters card. Once Bakura got rid of some of the gore, he was able to see that the card was none other than a 'Flaming Swordsman'. Unlike Shizuka, Jou seemed like a typical person who was fascinated with the card game.

The stench from the coarpse finally got to Bakura and he turned away from the body. He'd come back later, probably with Yami, and check it out some more. Meanwhile, he had some business to attend to.

To Malik, it seemed that the minute he entered the shed his whole world had gone to Hell again. It was certainly bigger than it seemed. And more crowded. When Malik looked out the small window he had to double check to make sure he was seeing correctly. He was, and Malik wondered if he had completely lost his mind. For outside it was raining heavy and coming straight towards him was that damn cop and his stupid sidekick.

He couldn't believe it. How the hell had he managed to get all the way back to this damn place? Malik looked around for a way to escape but found none. He was trapped and had only precious seconds before they walked in here and found him. Instead of thinking about a way to escape, Malik focused his attention on finding a place to hide. He was not quick enough, however, as before he knew it the door was open and he was being beaten repetitively.

He tried to stop, but Bakura just kept coming at him. He knew that this was his job, but did he have to be so violent about it? Yes, Malik thought before vanishing into the darkness.

At that moment, Otogi wished that he could just crawl in a hole and die. As he watched Yami and Bakura tie the convict to the post, he knew what was coming. Sure enough, when they were done they turned around and looked at him.

"Yami's going to go investigate Jou's remains while I look for Shizuka's body," Bakura said, looking him in the eye. "Otogi, if you could-"he jerked his head towards the unconscious figure.

There was no way in hell that he was going to watch that guy. Looking him over, Otogi estimated that he was probably a great deal stronger than himself. However, he didn't want to offend the officer. That would get him nowhere tonight. It might even make him think he was the murderer! Now that Otogi had thought that, he realized that it was quite possible that the convict wasn't the murderer. This small fact worried Otogi even more. So much, in fact, that he pulled Yami to the side as him and Bakura were walking out the door.

"Listen, Yami," Otogi said, trying to sound persuading. "I'm not exactly comfortable with guard duty." He knew he had failed when Yami looked at him as if he had three heads.

"He's unconscious, Otogi. He's tied to a post."

Mai was bored. Anzu had finally calmed down and Mokuba was with Kaiba. Isis had just awakened a little while ago, and everyone was relieved. Mai knew that once Yami found out, he'd be much more relaxed than before. Know that she thought of him, Mai decided that since everyone was fine now she'd go find him. Whatever he was doing was certainly more entertaining than anything else that was happening.

Getting up, Mai explained to Anzu that she was going to get something from her room. Okay, so that was a lie, but to tell Anzu the truth would just make the girl nervous, and that wouldn't do. Walking outside, she quickly put her hands over her head in a feeble attempt to take shelter from the rain. Looking around for Yami, she saw that the door to Anzu's room was open.

Upon reaching the stairs up, she saw that Yami was indeed inside. From the looks of things, he was investigating further into it. Perhaps Yami was unsure over whether the convict guy really was the murderer; Mai wasn't sure. Finally, Yami noticed she was there.

It was awkward. He ignored her at first and Mai just stood there and watched. Finally she asked him the question that was nagging her in her mind.

"Why aren't you a cop anymore, Yami?"

"I filed a report for sickness. I couldn't take it anymore." Yami continued investigating like nothing had happened.

"Why?" Mai asked, then died of embarrassment when she realized what she'd said. She could be so annoying sometimes!

"Well, see, this one time I was called out to a bridge. There was a young girl there, and she told me that she didn't see any reason for living anymore. I tried to convince her. I told her about how much sadness this would cause her family and everyone. For a second, she turned around to face me, and I thought she was coming down. But then," Yami paused, tears in his eyes. "Then she jumped, and I couldn't do anything to help her. After that I couldn't do my job properly. Wherever I went I saw that girl. I eventually quit because of what I called 'health reasons'."

Mai nodded, understanding completely.