If you uncover your ears,
Your letting the voices get to you,
The ones that whispers all your fears,
And tells you to take all your desires.
Part Three
Kudou Shinichi was on his way home from school talking with Ran, as he felt that familiar sensation of being watched. The feeling had been following him for the last several days or so, making him jumpy and nervous. He glanced behind him, but saw no one, Ran rolled her eyes at him, used to his paranoid ways by now.
"Shinichi there's nothing there." Ran sighed, completely annoyed by the detective.
Shinichi gave her a weak smile as they continued on, talking about school and whatnot before parting right before Shinichi's house.
It wasn't his fault that the year spent under the fear of the black organization had left it's mark still deep in him. His paranoia was justified in it's own way as he once again slightly glanced behind him, not enough to notify anyone who could be following him, but enough for him to see.
He, of course, didn't see anything following him, even though he was expecting someone to be behind him, watching him. Shaking his head at his own weirdness, he looked towards the ground and almost laughed to himself as he reached the gate to the Kudou Mansion, before glancing up to see one of the most gruesome murder scene in his career of being a high school detective.
He stood frozen at the almost sacrificial offering that laid chained to his gate. He automatically reached for his phone, calling the police to his house as he stared up as the man chained to his gate. He glanced over the more noticeable wounds, the slash to the neck, his intestines handing down splattered against the ground, the glimmer of ribs through shredded skin. He noticed that the skin wasn't exactly shredded as much as carved into what looked like Latin words.
Who had done this?
Disclaimer: no, still not owning anything other then my PS3