Maybe I'm just rambling.
In a moment the doors open and Naomi enters the room. I stared at her figure for a few days since I hadn't seen a human being. She watches me too but for a moment we don't say anything. I approach her. Her height is smaller than mine. Her figure is perfect with curves that accentuate her beauty. She has a blue dress and red lipstick.
"Hello" She has a complex face, the expression on her I can't describe.
"I'll fix this"
Naomi walks back out the door and leaves me alone. Her words left me shocked.
Naomi because she is here she is with these people.
Naomi is not a person who hides things. I don't think she betrayed me either.
A couple of hours passed and Naomi didn't appear here again. She says that when she is alone and isolated her mind becomes more susceptible to believing anything. I distract my mind by doing exercises. I run around the room from side to side touching the wall, eating a little to regain energy. I drink water and say running, I try to wear out my body as quickly as possible to grow my strength. I'm trying to escape so I need to be prepared.
I do a couple of squats near the door. Sweat drips down my skin, I feel like my physical capacity increases, obviously it's just an illusion, I need to exercise more. It is not easy to increase your strength, that takes time. But I just want to get out of this room. I've been here for two weeks now. I can not take anymore.
As if anyone will hear my prayers. I knock the person down and run away. I'm running down a hallway with some doors. I open the only different door, a dark wooden one at the end of the hallway. Upon entering that door there are monitors where the image of a young Japanese man with long hair is repeated.
In the room there are two people, one of them is a man, an old man with a pleasant and friendly face. The man dresses like a butler reminded me of my grandfather that unlike my father he is a kind and sincere person. His way of acting is very different from that of my father, stuck to the customs of him, he never left us in peace as a believer in being a good person with the values of a Japanese citizen of our time. Grandfather, despite having been raised and having raised my father with those customs, did not act according to that thought and he was always very kind to us.
The other person is Naomi.
They both looked surprised to see me.
"Hey, you run a lot"
That woman with a helmet is behind me
"What is this?"
"They are televisions"
"That's obvious"
"Uhh, I guess you're asking because they all show a picture of a person."
"Yes but why am I here?"
"Uhh, that has an answer but..." The woman looks at Naomi
"Let's talk"
Naomi and I left the room. I followed her through the building although it doesn't seem like it at first, the building is big. These facilities are so big, where are they located? In the center of the city?
I never thought I would be in a situation like this.
Naomi guided me to a small room with some bookshelves.
She stood in the middle of the room.
"This is uncomfortable" Naomi said and drank some water. Apparently this room is a cafeteria
"Want something?" I didn't know what to answer
"Ehh, have some coffee."
Naomi handed me the coffee
"What is this? Naomi, you're here with them."
"It's not what you think, allow me to explain to you, the person behind your "kidnapping" is him."
That name seems familiar to me
"He is a famous detective all over the world, and a few days ago he declared war on Kira"
Kira is Sakura's son. I have been able to deduce this since he was at Sakura's house
"We got caught up in this."
I would like to ask her why she is here.
It wasn't a good question.
"L, he is about to catch Kira, he already has enough evidence to catch him"
Naomi left the room and left me alone to fend for myself, possibly not going to participate in this operation.
I'm curious how Kira killed all those people.
"You are in human trouble"
Death appeared behind me.