He was caught off guard when the other grabbed him. He didn't like being touched by others. That was another thing he remembered. He quickly tried to break free from the others grasp and shook his head as B talked.

As he said those words, another flashback from that night shot through his mind. It was as though B was some type of crazed narrator and the images were a kind of movie playing in L's head.

"No...No you...I...You killed me....But why...Why?!" He asked, his words coming out choked. He couldn't quite piece together sentences right now and that frustrated him. This was starting to be too much for L and his body began to tremble.