DN: Lets Play a GameThe only sound in the dark room was the sound of the small clock ticking, which sounded more like teasing, above the opening to his four walled cell-like room that rarely opened. B sat on his bed with one of his knees drawn up to his chin and his gaze fixed on the door with an intent gaze from his faded crimson eyes. The other leg was bouncing up and down in excitement for his first guest since who knows how long. His midnight hair, that never really could spike like L's natural unruly tresses without gallons of gel, finally gave in a fell flat over his face. The only light in the room were the set of white candles in each corner, each nearinDN: Lets Play a Game
