"Moriarty. Did... you plan this out? Everything?"
We remained seated in the same spot. Leaning on my shoulder is Moriarty and her cruel smirk.
"Everything, Kenma."
Sound of rain hitting the broad window beside the sofa. It's soothing yet eerie.
'Everything, Kenma.' Her sound resonated once again in my head. It's... cruel.
Now knowing my life as a mere blueprint that Moriarty controls.
"Everything? Even... the gangs in Honma?"
"I have been watching you ever since." She said. "Watching your smirk from continents away brings joy to my heart."
I stared at her. Then to the T.V. Then to the window beside me. Watching it. Soundless. Noiseless...
Hush...
Silently tranquil amidst the mentally disturbed.
I close my eyes as I listen to the peaceful sound of rain.
Beautiful...
While a part of me hasn't accepted this, I know... No- Not that I know about it. It's the fact that it's... logical.
