It was nearly impossible to look away from the scene; though L's legs wanted to bolt, to move now would have been foolish, as his partner would only be drawn to the bakery's store front with that urgent text. Hopefully, he'd arrive quickly... though L questioned how effective even a strong partnered pair could possibly be against what looked, honestly, like the Devil.
The scream that was Diablo's true beauty was like an icy knife in L's stomach, and the urge to flee was stronger than ever. He reached back for the door of the bakery, channeling his barely-controlled panic into getting inside... but it was locked, barring his access and leaving him outside, in the street, to witness a man's horrific death.
He swallowed, the phone slipping from his fingers and clattering to the ground as the chillingly calm monster turned fully toward him. Though his face and eyes remained blank and rigid, every other inch of the man was in minor but constant motion; he was trembling. Words failed him. Everything failed him. Despite L's famed arrogance and confidence in his own abilities, he was a slender mortal that those hands could snap like a toothpick if their owner willed it.
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It was nearly impossible to look away from the scene; though L's legs wanted to bolt, to move now would have been foolish, as his partner would only be drawn to the bakery's store front with that urgent text. Hopefully, he'd arrive quickly... though L questioned how effective even a strong partnered pair could possibly be against what looked, honestly, like the Devil.
The scream that was Diablo's true beauty was like an icy knife in L's stomach, and the urge to flee was stronger than ever. He reached back for the door of the bakery, channeling his barely-controlled panic into getting inside... but it was locked, barring his access and leaving him outside, in the street, to witness a man's horrific death.
He swallowed, the phone slipping from his fingers and clattering to the ground as the chillingly calm monster turned fully toward him. Though his face and eyes remained blank and rigid, every other inch of the man was in minor but constant motion; he was trembling. Words failed him. Everything failed him. Despite L's famed arrogance and confidence in his own abilities, he was a slender mortal that those hands could snap like a toothpick if their owner willed it.
Death is not approaching. Death is here...