I finally finished that Death Note piece I tried writing about a week or two ago! Here it is, it's kind of short and focuses on the scene where Misa's been captured for interrogation by L - this scene wouldn't leave my mind for a long while and I decided that the only way to get it out was to write about it. Hope it doesn't feel too rushed, it's still really raw and I'm not too happy with the ending format but still I suppose this'll do for now. *This piece belongs to me, though I do not own Death Note. Damn how I wish I did.* One… two… three… four… five… She doesn’t really know why she’s counting in her head – maybe it’s for something to do, to keep herself occupied. It feels like an anchor of sorts, a finger-hold of whatever sanity left in the dark that surrounds her. Twenty… twenty-one… twenty-two… twenty-three… twenty-four… He’ll save her, she knows it. She’s afraid and it shows, she knows it shows, from the slight trembling of her bott...