November 7th, 2008

I walked through the door once more, all part of my routine, and walked into the living room. I set down my books and bag as I slumped onto the couch and started searching for the remote. I grabbed it off of the cushion next to me and turned on the TV that stood in front of the couch. I pressed the little button at the top and watched as the black, quiet screen suddenly come to life with laughter and color. I was now watching a random sitcom.

I didn't even watch it really. I was staring at the screen, hearing random words and seeing a blur of different colors, but I wasn't really paying any attention to them. I was mostly thinking of the fact that L hasn't called me since our talk about a week ago. He must be really busy. I kept on telling myself. But the weird thing was, Watari hasn't called me in a few days also. There have been times where I hadn't heard from him for a week or so…but still.

I soon saw the black and white credits move at lightning speed across the screen. I leaned against the arm rest of the sofa and closed my eyes. It was getting late and I had to get to sleep. Just as I turned off the TV, the house phone started ringing.

I walked over to the wall-mounted appliance and picked it up on the third ring and held it up to my ear and mouth.

"Hello?" I said into the device.

"Hello, Katie. I'm glad to see that you're doing well." I heard a voice that I haven't heard for a while.

"Roger? Wow, it's been a long time." I said, a smile replaced my tired look. "Hey, Roger, I was wondering if it was alright if-"

"I need to tell you something." He cut me off. Roger never cut someone off unless it was really something.

I stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

He took a deep breath. He wasn't going to beat around the bush, just come out and say whatever was on his mind.

"Both Wammy and L are gone."

The next thing I heard was a clacking noise from below me. Like plastic hit wood very hard. I leaned against the wall and slowly slid down it. My mouth was open in a silent scream and my eyes were wide with horror and disbelief as they started getting wetter. When I reached the hard-wood flooring, I continued staring at the wall opposite to me and the silence also continued. Until Roger said one more thing before the dial tone filled the room.

I'm sorry, Krystal.