Anna keeps writing to reveal the truth about what is happening to her.
Chapter Thirty: Pieces to the Puzzle:
Why? Why? Why? Help me. Asato. Torture. Angel.
The Shinigami watched as Anna keep writing. Six words so far. They still didn’t add up.
“What’s she saying?” Tatsumi asked.
“I don’t know,” Watari said. “Let her keep writing.” Anna’s hand kept moving. The boys heard the door open behind them. They looked up to see Willow in the doorway. No one spoke at first. Willow shuffled her feet.
“How is she?” she mumbled.
“Fine,” Tatsumi said.
“Ah,” she said. “Is she still writing?”
“Yeah,” Hisoka said. Willow stepped into the room. The Shinigami moved aside to let her through. Willow looked on with them. /Anna…/, she thought. She turned to the boys.
“Why does she keep writing?” Willow asked.
“I think she’s trying to tell us something,” Hisoka replied. That reminded Willow of something.
“I haven’t seen Tsuzuki around these past few days. Where is he? Have you heard from him?” she asked.
“No,” they said.
“Oh,” she replied. They all watched on silent. Anna’s hand added to the page. Suddenly, Watari caught onto the new clues.
“Look!” he said. The other were met with shook as they complied. Anna added three more words to the page.
Why? Why? Why? Help me… Asato. Torture. Angel. Trapped. Dark. Pain. Why? Why? Why?
“The writing’s gotten intense,” Tatsumi said. Willow paused at the sound of increased beeping. She looked and saw the heart motion had sped up with each word. Anna’s breath grew heavy as sweated buckets. Willow raced to the doorway.
“Nurse!” she cried. “Nurse, help! Help!” The nurse raced inside.
“What happened? What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Look!” Willow yelled. The nurse looked inside in shock.
“What the—How long has she been like this?” she asked.
“A couple minutes,” Willow replied. The nurse hurried to the bed. Anna’s hand wrote faster and faster. Her shock increased with each word. The nurse quickly put it together.
“We should take these away,” she said as she reached out for the notes. But as she took them away, Watari quickly stopped her.
“What are you doing?!?” the nurse cried.
“We need those,” he argued.
“But she’ll die from the stress!”
“She’ll be fine! Trust me!”
“We have to treat her now! I’m taking these notes!”
“No, you won’t!”
“If you don’t take your hands off of me, I’ll…”
“Look!” Hisoka cut it. “She’s added more words!” Everyone paused and looked.
Why? Why? Why? Help me… Asato. Torture. Angel. Trapped. Dark. Tormented. Prisoner. Asato. Has. Me. In. Mind. Help me…
Suddenly, it all stopped. Her ceased writing and her stats returned to a catatonic nothing. Her breathing and heart rate want to normal.
No one dared to move.