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Qualcomm Streamlining Development of New Generation of Brew Mobile Platform Phones to Market Through Collaboration with Leading Mobile Software Technology Providers
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SAN DIEGO, Nov. 12 /PRNewswire-FirstCall/ -- Qualcomm Incorporated (Nasdaq: QCOM), a leading developer and innovator of advanced wireless technologies, products and services, today announced that it is working with key mobile software providers to optimize their solutions for the Company's next-generation Brew® Mobile Platform (Brew MP) operating system, streamlining the process of commercializing new devices that offer a wide range of compelling software applications. These key software components -- such as Java(TM) virtual machines, device management, browsers, multimedia, instant messaging and calendar applications -- will be pre-integrated with Brew MP so that developers can distribute applications to mobile device manufacturers prior to market launch of new handsets in an effort to reduce their development time and cost. The first Brew MP handsets are expected to launch beginning next year.
"Qualcomm is working closely with key software technology providers in advance of commercial launches to optimize their solutions for devices running Brew Mobile Platform," said Jason Kenagy, vice president of product management for Qualcomm CDMA Technologies. "This effort includes optimization of target devices and pre-distribution of these products to device makers. Through this collaborative effort, Qualcomm and its software providers will help device makers achieve faster time-to-market and ease of development."
The joint effort announced today covers core mobile software applications and technology, ranging from custom browsers and Java programming support to solutions for mobile social networking, email and messaging, graphics engines, multimedia, standards-based device management, location-based services and font management.
Previously, pre-loaded applications and components were developed on Brew handsets, but this further development addresses the ongoing challenge of fragmentation that developers face in developing applications for high-volume handsets. It enables developers to write for a single platform -- across multiple models and from multiple manufacturers -- and it provides significant benefit to each participating manufacturer. Many developers, manufacturers and operators are now realizing the benefits through Brew Mobile Platform devices in development.
"We are excited to be able to offer a pre-integrated portfolio of software for mobile phones and consumer electronics, which includes mobile browsing, messaging and social networking," said Simon Wilkinson, CEO at Myriad. "The combination of Myriad's proven mobile software and the Brew Mobile Platform will enable handset manufacturers to bring new handsets with advanced features to market faster."
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Other key mobile software technology partners developing for Brew MP include: Aplix, Bitstream, Comviva, Monotype Imaging, Novarra, PDAger, PixSense, Scanbuy Inc., SEVEN Networks Inc., Yappa and UCweb.
Brew MP is a mobile operating system platform that delivers high-end features across virtually all market tiers of handsets and mobile devices and across all 3G technologies. In addition to its integral support for Adobe® Flash®, the platform offers advanced device capabilities such as touch screen, rich multimedia, window management, open platform extensibility and expanded support for native application development.
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Rabbi Polakoff, originally from Great Neck, NY, studied at Yeshiva Derech HaTalmud in Yerushalayim under Rav Chaim Ilson, one of the esteemed students of Rav Yosef Dov Soloveitchik, זצ"ל. He then attended Yeshiva University and graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology. Rabbi Polakoff continued his studies at the Ner Israel Rabbinical College in Baltimore, MD, where he received semicha in 2011. Concurrently, he attended classes at YU's Azrieli Graduate School and graduated with a Master's degree in Jewish Education in 2012.
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Direct mail still works wonders
These days it is all too easy to focus marketing on new methods at the expense of the old. Marketers want to play with Twitter, Facebook, wikis – you name it, that's what they want to do. But wait, people – don't forget that marketing must be measurable; when it comes to social media the new reach it provides creates measurability issues of its own.
There is no doubt that social media adds an incredibly valuable element to the marketing mix: brand tangibility and credibility in the online space. But hold it right there! Many customers are prompted into the online space by traditional means. And direct mail is still one of the best drivers we have.
Provided that direct mail is properly targeted and says the right thing to the right people, it provides an unbeatable marketing tool. Especially in the B2B market place. But the key is that it does say the right thing to the right people.
Send out a great piece to the wrong people and your campaign will fail. Send a poor pice to the right people and your campaign will still fail (but probably to a lesser degree). But send a great piece to the right people and you are onto a winner.
So what is a "great piece"? Let's start with communication. Some of the most skilled copywriters of today – people like Andy Maslen and Bob Bly – know exactly what I am talking about. They know that you can't get away with hackneyed phrases, tired ideas and a lack of excitement.
The piece has to say the right things and answer the key questions: what's in it for me? Is it worth the money? Does it work? How do I know it will be any good? I am sure there is a cheaper product available elsewhere but where?
And then the design of the piece has to get the message across. It's no use saying great things if the piece is all reversed out of black, or has column widths so wide the eye gives up. The list of design errors is finite but it is surprising how many are made even by the great agencies. Communication is key – don't make it hard.
Oh yes, the right people. Who are they? What do they do? Have they bought from you before? Do they match your existing buyers? It's no use buying in an untested list and hoping for the best. In my time I have seen this happen again and again and external lists almost without exception perform far worse than any in-house list. That's not to say you don't use them – after all, you have to get new customers from somewhere – but be very specific about the types of people you are looking for.
So we've got the right list, are saying the right thing, and we are making our message easy to understand. Nothing complex in that. Yet it is amazing how these basics are often neglected.
But get the basics right, invest in skilled people to deliver them and you start to make money. Sales go up. ROIs go up. Web visitors go up. Web sales go up. Direct mail is a fundamental tool in the business marketing armoury. Neglect it at your peril!
March 30, 2010 12:16 pm
Not to be too reductionist but…if producers of physical products such as magazines, books and conferences really expect digital only promotion to be "cheaper" and more cost-effective than "physical" promotion then…why persevere with non-digital products anyway?
They do, because they still work!
As part of a mixed pallet of on- and off-line activity, direct mail has as big a role to play as hard copy elements of bundled brands.
Your customers will tell you that.
Some have developed sophisticated/profitable "e-relationships" with their customer base but most of us are still on the road…heading, optimistically, in that direction. With two or three hats…


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This is my response to the article by Delovan Barwari.on this website. I will start by referring to his argument to defend the KRG, in which he states that all governments, even the most advanced democracies, have governmental deficiencies, and continues that "the KRG has had its share of shortcomings as well namely in corruptions and nepotism."
Please let me give you one example of what we are heading towards. First of all, let us consider the example of a country like Nigeria. When the Nigerian nation gained independence in 1960, there was a hope that the country would be the most heavyweight in Africa. Not only is it the most populated area in Africa but is also blessed with abundant natural resources, particularly oil, from which the country has earned over $400 billion between 1979 and 2005. Despite this, Nigeria remains one of the poorest countries in the world. (1)
In Kurdistan, we have a corrupted man ruling a corrupted leading party and who is supposed to be leading the people. In Kurdistan, the corrupted leader has given himself power by putting himself as a leader of his party and a leader of the people for the last twenty years. In Kurdistan, not a single corrupted leader has been jailed or deprived from his post. Nobody, including no audit office or tax office has asked where this wealth is coming from. You might tell me there is no alternative leader to step up to the position. However, from the day the current leader leaves there is guaranteed to be many people coming forward.
Back to Kurdistan and the aforementioned article, you state that the KRG's accomplishments, both politically and economically far outweigh its deficiencies. My response to this is that the KRG as a political and social system has not shaped the economic system and has failed to unite their people in this de-facto Kurdish state. Therefore, this political system can be assessed in two dimensions; firstly whether it is a system of collectivism as opposed to individualism and secondly we must question if it is democratic or totalitarian. However, these two dimensions have become interrelated. I can see the society we have created is one of individualism and tends towards totalitarian at the same time; the ruling parties do not view Kurdish society as an important factor. The rulers of Kurdistan are a bunch of people who have experienced and implemented an armed struggle and has nothing to do with the modern world and management. The two ruling parties, the KDP and PUK, have a larger share in running the KRG and in most cases are directed by those leaders. How can it then be possible for such a nation to be involved with changes in this society while they are incapable of all forces of innovation? They do not understand the action of managing modern Kurdish society as a whole.
I would like to go through the points for which you have called the KRG's accomplishments over the years:
1. Security: The securities you have referred to which are in place in Kurdistan are not factors contributing in any positive way to the stability of Kurdistan. These might act as security for the people who have been protected by militia but not for the ordinary people. Of course if you compare Hawler to Mosul there will be no contrast. We should not forget that the society we have adopted in Kurdistan is far different from a society which has been ruled more complexly. This is not a stable society; the Iranian forces have been bombarding our borders for a long time without any intervention from the KRG, but if the opposition issues even a small statement this means the deterioration of the security of Kurdistan. The rights of women are still shaky and there is no evidence of the emancipation of women from male rule. In terms of the rights of journalism etc we have examples of several newspaper journalists who have been murdered and shot down by unknown forces. If the two ruling parties are unhappy about some groups and parties it appears that they can do anything they want to rectify this. For example on the 25th July 2009 the KDP attacked the Gorran Party's office in Hawler during the election. People continue to be frightened and uncertain about what will happen next. We could do much better with our security and ameliorate the stability by starting with the addressing of the following issues;
a) Dissolving the militia groups by not giving them any budget. We must start working on moving the Kurdistan army away from any party affiliation so that it can become an army of the people.
b) The security apparatus of the two ruling parties: KDP intelligence services by (Parasten) PUK intelligence services (Ashaysh) could be dissolved into one strong, transparent force away from the domination of the two ruling parties so that they would not be able to terrorise their opponents.
c) An independent judicial system is far from reality to date. The whole judicial system is folly and void.
2. Education: Barwari's article argues that by opening more universities this will in turn enhance the university system. Let me tell you that in 1970 in Nigeria almost 32 universities were set up, but most of the adults were illiterate. So, setting up so many universities does not help innovation or the building of our economy as self-reliant and does not help to build an independent Kurdistan. That is the reason I believe education in Kurdistan is one of the biggest failures. Encouraging Turkish universities to have bases in Kurdistan and to teach our children the Turkish language while our Kurdish dialect has not been united is absurd! How is the KRG planning to eradicate illiteracy in Kurdistan; what measures or data sources are in place? How can it be possible that party politics is overruling our universities?
The biggest problem starts right from the beginning of primary school in reception year; the teachers do not have adequate knowledge to give to this young generation due to the old system that is still in place. In universities the standards of lectures have declined over the last ten years and the standard language in universities is not clear, whether it be Kurdish or English. As an example, a person can gain a PhD without having knowledge in Arabic or English. Therefore, how can it be possible to have access to all new current research and periodicals all over the world?
3. Energy. As you stated in your past articles in 2009 regarding energy in Kurdistan as; "a black curse into a new political power". Innovation in the generation and distribution of energy is not driven by developments in technology or politics alone. Instead it is the product of the interaction of emerging technological possibilities, political and societal pressures, economics, and decision-making and resource commitments by firms and behavioural changes on demand. What we have found in Kurdistan is oil but it has not created any miracles to our nation. Alan Greenspan's conclusion is true: "how is it possible that a superabundance of natural resources, oil, gas, copper, iron ore, would not significantly add to a nation's production and wealth?" (3)
The same is true for Kurdistan; if we ask what achievements oil has brought to Kurdistan these include unemployment (as you mentioned in your previous article; 50%); and the deadly inflation which has resulted from the money from oil, to an extreme of basically daylight robbery of the people. I have been observing the food index over the whole of Kurdistan for the last 7 years. I can conclude that the rate of inflation could be around 250% it is amazing how ordinary people can survive in such harsh conditions and is a major contributor to the production of an unproductive nation and its heavy dependence on handouts from party politics. The political environment does not adopt the zeal of hard work amongst the technocrat and innovative generation. Therefore, the two political parties are using the profits of oil for their own purposes; as the local newspapers have admitted with the fact that the two parties monthly have taken almost 36 million dollars from the budget for their party politics.
Oil and energy have not produced an independent Kurdish state; we are nowhere near it. Oil and gas are instead strengthening the power of feudalism and tribal power, as is the case of Massoud Barzani. I am not impressed by the heights of the buildings of Hawler and Sulaymani, I am in favour of enhancing the human capital of Kurdish citizens so that they can build their nation by themselves and not by their enemies such as Turkey, Iran, etc. The Kurdistan market is for Turkish and Iranian products and goods rather than homemade goods and services. The KRG is nothing other than the tool of neighbouring countries for the selling of their goods and services. We are not allowed to set-up our own factories and production services unless the KDP holds the position as a major shareholder in your company, I have evidence of this from several sources. The oil revenue may as well be drained unless it is invested in all segments of economic cycles.
Oil money is easy money and creates dictators and despots. There is no model of economy in Kurdistan to be practiced. Sorry; there is one model of the economy by Nichervan Barzani! As we know small businesses are the backbone of economy in any new developed country, which raises the question of why it is so impossible for small businesses to get any tangible gain in the political environment in Kurdistan.
4. Infrastructure development. You referred to your village Terwanish which has had refurbishments such as the roads despite it being in a remote location on the Iraq and Turkey border. I am afraid this has not been the case in Sulaymani over the last ten years. The council has tried to build several kilometres of road between Arbat and Sulaymaniah which up to now is yet to be finalised despite so many people having been killed in a car accident due to the poor road conditions. I must admit, projects like you have experienced must be approved by big figures inside the KDP. Of course the road to Salahadin and Permam has been tarmacked and the road between Talabani's headquarters and Sulaymaniah is in good condition!
Finally I will go through the last two paragraphs very quickly as follows:
a) The demonstrations in Kurdistan are not a product of the Gorran Party but it could be said the Gorran Party are stirring it. The harsh economic condition of Kurdistan and the deadly inflation has pushed people to an uprising. The Gorran Party has influenced the hearts and minds of people in Kurdistan with their centre of strategic studies, which they have built over the last 4 years. Kurdistan will not be stable unless the two ruling parties relinquish monopoly in power. the only language the two ruling parties they understand is the power of guns and violence as we have seen in Sulaymani on 17th February 2011.The responsibilities of the security of Kurdistan lies in the hands of the KDP and PUK, they are only united in distributing the share of profits from oil and tax.
b) Over the last twenty years we have heard the same arguments as those we are making now and our experience is fragile and still too early to make major change. Kurdistan will be stronger with the participation of the mass of people. The major tool is in the hands of the two political parties, i.e. of election fraud, which will make them stay in power. I witnessed all kinds of commissions during my two visits to Kurdistan on 25th July 1999 and March 2010 when I visited both Sulaymaniah and Hawler; on both occasions I found evidence of fraud which was also revealed by foreign observers.
1. United Nations 2006 Human Development Index
2. Bessant, J. & Tidd J (2007) Innovation and Entrepreneurship, John Wiley and Sons Ltd, page 356
3. Greenspan, A, (2009) The Age of Turbulence, Adventures in a New World, page 257
4. http://www.kurdishherald.com/issue/005/article05.php
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Salwa Judum: SPOs funding under SC scanner
The role of the Centre in the creation and funding of anti-Naxal armed group of special police officers to fight Maoists came under the scrutiny of the SC which said several serious issues arises from their existence.
New Delhi: The role of the Centre in the
creation and funding of anti-Naxal armed group of special
police officers (SPOs) to fight Maoists on Monday came under the
scrutiny of the Supreme Court which said several serious
issues arises from their existence.
"What is the role of the Centre? We have come to know
that 80 per cent of the funds for the SPOs come from the
Centre," a bench comprising justices B Sudershan Reddy and SS
Nijjar said.
It also expressed anguish that Chhattisgarh government
has not responded properly on the action taken by it on the
complaint of social activist Swami Agnivesh who was attacked
last month by a group of people, allegedly consisting of
SPOs and Salwa Judum volunteers, when he was visiting a
Naxal-hit region near Dantewada with activists of the Art of
Living of Sri Sri Ravi Shankar.
The bench wanted to know from the state government why
the investigation into the incident be not handed over to some
independent agency.
"Swamy Agnivesh has raised a very serious issue in his
affidavit. What is the fate of the FIR, nobody knows. Why not
an independent investigation be ordered, at least regarding
two villages where 300 houses were burnt and two women were
criminally assaulted and raped"? the bench said.
The court was hearing a petition against the existence of
Salwa Judum in Naxal-affected regions of the state to fight
the Maoists.
The petition has been filed by sociologist Nandini
Sundar, historian Ramchandra Guha, former bureaucrat EAS
Sarma and others seeking a direction to the state government
to refrain from supporting Salwa Judum.
While speaking on the issue of SPOs, the bench said
the state has to ensure that governance is in accordance with
the Constitution.
"How can state allow the villagers to be armed"? the
bench said.
Additional Solicitor General Harin Raval said the first
concern of the government was to restore normalcy in the
Naxal-hit area of Chhattisgarh.
The bench also expressed its displeasure against
Chhattisgarh government for its "vague" affidavit on the
raising of the SPOs to combat the Naxalites.
"The affidavit is vague," the bench said referring to its
affidavit filed in response to its April 6 order in which it
had sought an explanation from the Chhattisgarh government for
creating SPOs under the name of Koya Commandos.
The state government in its affidavit had said "the SPO`s
are paid a monthly honourarium of Rs 3,000, out of which 80
percent is being contributed by the Centre and 20 per cent by
the state government".
Chhattisgarh government submitted the number of SPO`s to
be appointed in each Naxalite-affected state is fixed by the
Further, it said Naxals and their supporters are against
the SPO`s because they feel the familiarity of SPO`s with the
local people, dialect and terrain work against them.
"The Naxals and their sympathizers also feel that had
the SPO`s not been appointed by the state, perhaps, they would
have been recruited by the Naxals for their own benefit," the
affidavit said.
However, the bench said several serious and dangerous
questions arises on the issue of SPOs.
"Under what rule they are appointed? What are the
training method for them? Do they know or are trained in
policing? What type of training you have imparted them? The
whole thing raises a very very serious issue," the bench said.
Identical questions were asked by the bench during its
earlier hearing.
"What is this Koya Commandos? How are they appointed and
how are they given training etc? It is very dangerous..,
giving them arms to fight," the bench had said.
The bench directed the state government to file an
affidavit on the raising of Koya Commandos and also state
under what rule they were being supplied arms and ammunition.
The special police officers have been given the name
Koya Commandos after a tribe in the Dantewada region.
In February 2009 also, the court had questioned how
the government could arm common people or those associated
with Salwa Judum to combat the Maoists in Chhattisgarh.
The court had said the state should not arm common
people and encourage them to fight Naxalites as "it will
create a dangerous situation".
However, the Chhattisgarh government has maintained
that Salwa Judum was a dying "movement" and it was not giving
any encouragement to it.
The Chhattisgarh government had informed the bench
that it has already ordered an inquiry by the district and
sessions judge, Bastar, into the incident involving Agnivesh
and the notification in this regard was issued.
Chhattisgarh government had alleged that the police
has recorded the speech of Agnivesh which was "pro-Maoist."
The apex court has been monitoring the steps taken by
the state government to disband Salwa Judum and also the
measures taken by it for the relief and rehabilitation of the
tribals who are caught in the crossfire between Maoists and
security forces.
It has also asked the authorities to free schools and
ashrams from the occupation of the security forces.


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The Killing Jar - Chapter 2
You know, she killed me
Took me down to the sea
And killed me
Don't know why it happened
Like when you light a match
A click, and she was on fire
My name is Salt
I'm the reason there is salt in the sea
I'm the reason there is salt in you tears
That's how I come back, like boiling water
Everything will evaporate
Dissolve and disappear
I'll be there as a taste on your cheek
So you can remember those that are gone
Salt ~ Mugison
It crawled on top of him, balancing on Light's hips. Light strained towards him, feeling the weight above him, solid. The silence, the calm air, and only the rush of rough denim gliding over the cotton sheets, and Light was transfixed by his empty eyes, his twisted smile, and that he was there. Light curled towards him, but somehow he couldn't reach him so he fell back.
"I missed you. It bothered me," he whispered.
He felt his lips moving stupidly, all the air stolen from his lungs, words painfully frozen in his throat. As if his thought had been read, bony fingers crawled, feather-light across his lips, spiderlike and dancing with some demented enjoyment. Light shuddered beneath the touch, the fingertips were wet, trailing water across his lips. Sea water.
"Water of the last moment," the creature said.
Light had spent his second evening in Mansong as he had spent his first - holed up in his room. The jet lag had hit him but sleep hadn't. He'd dozed for a few minutes and dreamt of something which had almost physically shaken him awake again. He could hardly remember it now but he thought that perhaps it was L in his dream. Then again, maybe it wasn't.
He felt tired and stretched. Bones ached and muscles seemed thin and tight. Stomach pains which could have been a last ditch attempt at a hunger pang. He ignored it all and leaned heavily against the bed head, looking straight through what he saw. He must have slept a little, perhaps an hour of broken sleep, but he felt worse for it. He pulled on a jumper he'd borrowed from John, the hotel manager, who was so hopelessly obliging that he'd probably sell his wife and family if Light had asked for it. The jumper was unpleasantly robust, but warm, and that was all that mattered since the room had become so cold. He continued to listen to tapes; the same conversations over and over again as if they might possibly change and explain everything to him without riddles.
"You're laughing to yourself again, B."
"You're practicing laughter? You're not doing a very good job of it."
"Tell me about Los Angeles."
"Lights, fights, thugs, drugs, soak, choke, strange, strangle, crash, slash and Q. A question clue for you."
"Was it fun?"
"Always. I made them pretty for you. Always pretty for you. Number 2 had pretty eyes. I wanted to give them to you but they saw too much and squish. 3 was in the middle and made me angry."
"Because she didn't die from the beating?"
"You didn't know about that. I told you that. You thought it was just chopping arms and legs."
"If you say so."
"Then me you. It burns."
"That's what happens when you set yourself on fire."
"All equals B."
"I know the dates were all important but incredibly boring."
"My dates. 22 is 2 + 2 is 4 is 1 + 3 is B 31 is 3 + 1 reversed is B 4 is 2 + 2 is 22 and 1 + 3 is both B. 13 is 1 + 3 is 4 is B -"
"Yes, I get the idea."
"Don't interrupt meeeeeeee!'
"Do stop thrashing about. If you touch me I will not be responsible for the kick in the face that you will receive. Very well. Please carry on. I'll just read this. Let me know when you're finished."
"I tried hard for you. Address, names, death times. Condominium construction. 13 floors. BB on the 13th floor. 11 BB 4th floor 404 BB. Do you think he'll kill me now my face is all gone?"
"Are you scared of Kira, B?"
"Failed. And I would have got away with it if it wasn't for those pesky kids! Hahahahaha!"
"I resent being called a pesky kid. Good grief."
"Thumb turn lock. Thread nails thumbs turn lock. Outside."
"Are you interested in necrophilia? People like you usually are. Couldn't you do it? You could have raped them before you killed them. That would have made it all so much more repulsive."
"Why would I want to do that when I could just kill them? There's no one like me. No one like me you. You really don't get this do you? "
"I'm sad to say that it's all becoming it perfectly clear actually. I thought there might be something underneath it all, shallow though it may be, but all I can find is the crazy raving loony party."
"Perfect murder. All four."
"Three. Yours would have been a suicide but you failed. In fact, as you said, you failed in the three murders since the crimes are solved. Forgive me for being pedantic."
"It's alright. I know more than you ever will."
"I'll take your word for it."
"You know how a B is an exaggerated L?"
"Goodbye, B."
"So soon?"
"I'm afraid so. Lovely speaking with you, Your Madness, as always."
"Shall I just sleep now until you come back?"
"I think you should go back to California."
"The sun might do you some good."
"I think there's nothing else I can learn from you, B. This is all very self-indulgent of me. Watari doesn't approve."
"No! I... I have more!"
"That you'll just make up on the spur of the moment. My time is very precious."
"No, I really do. I could help you! With Kira! I could help!"
"Could you now? Kill, kill, slash, slash?"
"See, that's tempting. Not that I think for a minute that you could ever 'help', as you put it, but because, without realising it, you give away so much to the workings of an unhinged mind that I find it illuminating and possibly useful. But no. I think our time has ended."
"Don't do this to us!"
"Us? B, we are two separate entities. I hate to break it to you. Look, I raise my arm, you do not. My mind goes one way, yours in an endless spiral of mischief and insanity, and on it goes. I think you should go back to California and review your life choices."
"Don't play with me!"
"It's hard not to. Didn't you set yourself up as part of a game?"
"Not like this. I was supposed to break you. I'd be the anchor that weighed you down for the rest of your life. You big failure. You'd go mad and burn yourself up like me. Just like me."
"I think you've spent far too much time at the seaside if you're going to compare yourself to anchors and albatrosses and start talking like an angry pirate."
"Please. Just keep me. Here."
"Visit me sometimes. All the time. Or let me go. We could try again. I'll be better this time. I'll make it unsolvable for you."
"I can't do either. I'm going to Japan soon."
"Damn you, stay!"
"It's so nice to be wanted. But no. I have to work, B. If I spend more time here with you I might as well book myself a cell next door because your head issues are catching."
"Just like before. I thought you'd come for me, but you never did. You sent that little girlslutwhore. Some cheap cop. Not even Gene Hackman! And just one. Like that was all you thought of me. I nearly put her in a jam jar. Don't go! Please. Please, please put my head back on the wrong way. I think it's upside down and back to front. I swallow glass right down the back of my throat."
"This isn't really the heart wrenching goodbye I had anticipated."
"Don't leave me for him. Backup! Backup!"
"Why? Won't he love me like you do? Well I shall cry about that later. I'll pencil it into my diary right after I win the ice skating championships. Come on, B. I expected better from you, I really did. Not much better, granted, but more all the same."
"Don't go! He'll kill you. He'll kill you dead!"
"Oh I do hope so. At least then I won't have to listen to your whining any more. Look, California has a lovely gas chamber but I doubt they'll ever get around to you. Also, you're completely insane and childlike. Although you can't always be sure of that being a safeguard against execution, I think in your case it's so obvious that it wouldn't make for good press if they killed you. So you really have nothing to worry about. Then again, you did kill a minor..."
"I don't want to die!"
"But, B, you set yourself on fire. That was a hell of a cry for help. Don't tell me that it was a mistake. Were you just trying to light the oven and it all went horribly wrong?"
"L, please don't laugh at me. Please, please, please don't go to Japan. Stay here with me. I wouldn't kill you much."
"That's comforting."
"You die, I die, remember? Don't lose us."
Light propped his laptop onto his knees and swathed himself in a blanket, thankful that no one could see him wrapped up like a infant inuit. The room was completely dark now apart from the soft light of the computer screen which eased the gritty pain in his eyes. He typed for a while. Things that he wished to discuss with Mikami in the morning, and lastly, some note about arranging for some flowers to be sent to Misa and his Mother, which he added with a sigh. He could have arranged it himself online but it seemed like such a waste of time.
Pressing the enter button with a finality, Light took a moment for his eyes to drift around his dark surroundings and for his ears to take in the faint roar of the waves outside and the high-pitched whistle of a draft through the ancient window panes.
He closed his eyes for a moment, surprised to find that a deeper blackness was actually possible beneath his eyelids. Upon opening them again, the room seemed more of a dark blue than the void-like darkness it had been before. Certain objects were dimly highlighted by the artificial light of the laptop. A ceramic cats high gloss finish, a star-like effect in the mirror, a white shirt in the corner of the room. But he didn't remember hanging a shirt there. He peered at the shape, lowering his knees and easing down the unsteady computer as he leaned forward. The shape didn't move, not that he expected it to, but he could not think what it could be. Slowly, he tilted the laptop screen towards the corner to illuminate it better, and watched as the shape slowly showed itself to be a person with his back to Light, facing the corner of the room, slouching like a dunce at school. His arms hung sleepily by his sides, his back was clothed with a white t-shirt and the back of the head covered with a ragged mass of black hair...
The realisation that he wasn't dreaming, that there was someone in his room standing so unnaturally not 10 feet away from him, stunned his heart into taking up a violent rhythm which almost immediately covered him in a cold sweat. His rapid breathing was all he could hear. The light of the laptop shook slightly as his hands that were holding it trembled. It seemed like minutes passed as he stared at this thing in front of him, unable to bring himself to confront it, though it must only have been seconds before the figure's head seemed to slowly look behind itself - towards Light. In turn, the body rotated, but so slowly were the movements and yet so shocking, that Light's grip on the laptop grew weak and the machine fell to the floor with a heavy clatter against the floor. The light went with it. Horrified by being plunged into darkness with the knowledge that here was a strange person in his room, Light grasped around at the floor, finding the laptop and desperately hammering at keys in an attempt to make it work. Finally it gave off a blank white screen which he immediately pointed in the direction of where the man had been, only to find him there no longer.
Breathing raggedly for a few moments, trying to take in what was happening and yet terrified to move, Light stared at the empty corner of the room, almost willing the figure back. Then he moved his legs from under the warm blankets, immediately hit by the cold air, and lowered his bare feet to the floor. He began to stand, when he suddenly felt a cold grip around his ankle which shocked him so that he dropped the laptop again. The light didn't go out this time, instead facing underneath the bed and illuminating Light's foot, and the blue white hand which gripped his ankle like a vice, the finger tips digging into the soft flesh with a manic possession. Light jumped up instinctively with a cry and pulled himself free of the hand which released him as soon as he moved. He ran to the light switch and then the room was swamped in an almost blinding floodlight. As his eyes adjusted, Light could see no figure underneath the bed, or indeed in any part of the room. His reactions were slow from the shock of what had happened, but an anger rose that whatever had been there, was not there anymore. Grabbing a poker from the fireplace, Light searched under the bed, in the wardrobe, behind the heavy drape curtains, the bathroom, expecting to find the intruder in each place but instead, found nothing. He stood in the middle of the room and dropped the heavy iron rod to the floor, hearing it roll from side to side. And then silence.
Had he imagined it? He must have done. The door was still locked. How could someone had got into his room? Even if they'd managed that, how could they have left it without him seeing or hearing them go? He considered his panic and his senses which had flared up in jolting spikes. It could have been done. It must have been done.
He rushed to the phone and listened to the endless dull rings which he could almost hear echoing somewhere else in the great building. His fingers tapped the dresser nervously. Then a sleepy voice answered. John. Light explained to him what had happened. Someone had been in his room and was now somewhere else in the hotel. John tried to calm him which the sort of 'shhh' noises used to ease children back to sleep when woken by a nightmare. Light found it both soothing and patronising. John assured him that it was probably a dream or his imagination. It was very late at night and the mind can play tricks on people. But he was not to worry. They would take the situation seriously and search the hotel. He would meet Light in his room as soon as he could. The call ended and Light heard the dull thud of footsteps downstairs and the checking of the front door as John swept through hotel, probably cursing Light the whole time for waking him up at 3 in the morning. Light sank on the bed again, quickly drawing his feet up fearfully. He realised with disdain that he was rocking slightly, his arms wrapped around his knees like some kind of huge, vertical foetus. His eyes darted across the room at every tiny and imagined noise and movement in this old house as his breathing eventually evened out. After some time, there was a knock on the door which almost threw Light out of his own skin.
"It's me, Mr Yagami."
John. Light rose and fumbled with his shaking hands to turn the key and open the door. John was standing there in striped pajamas and an obviously hurriedly thrown on jumper.
"I can't find anyone here, Mr Yagami. There's no sign of a break in. Are you alright?"
"I... But... I must have dreamt it. I'm sorry."
"Would you like me to search your room? Would you like to move to another room?"
"No. No, I'm sorry for waking you. It was silly. It just-"
"These things seem real. It's perfectly alright, don't worry about me. I can only assure you that there is no one here. Can I get you some tea to calm you down?"
"No. Thank you. You should get back to bed. I'll be fine. I just feel ridiculous."
"Hey, nothing to feel ridiculous about. My wife is always jumpy. Thinking that someone is in the house. Once you get some decent sleep you'll be ok. God, it's cold in here though. Let me put the heater on for you and then you might sleep better. Leave the TV on. That helps my wife when she has these turns."
Light shuddered at his stupidity being called a 'turn' and 'jumpy' but then that was probably all it was after all. He apologised again as John left, then locked the door, ignoring the fire safety warnings once again. He turned to face the room, seeing it as a passive enemy, a chamber of horrors which his mind had crafted. Running his fingers through his hair, he felt the slimy film of sweat across his forehead and, disgusted, walked to the bathroom to wash his face. He'd have a shower in the morning. He couldn't face it right now. When he returned he picked up his computer which was still showing a white screen of death. Some of the keys had broken free and were lying on the floor where it had fallen. Wonderful.
He climbed back into bed but after a few moments of the still silence, he turned on the TV for the noise and the people of the box as some makeshift company as John had suggested. He berated himself for reverting to some idiot child who thought that there were monsters under the bed and couldn't distinguish dreams from reality.
He leaned back against the pillows, his eyes defiantly trying to stay open and fix upon some old man with a monocle on the TV who was trying to teach Light about Venus. As his eyes closed, the man's funeral march of a voice seemed to change into someone else's. Someone Light knew. Calmly, almost kindly, the voice told Light that Venus was once like Earth. They were twin planets but Earth would sustain life while Venus would not. It was its nature. Covered by volcanic plains, peppered with a thousand craters, hotter than Mercury. Meteorites burn up in its atmosphere, never reaching the ground. Imagine living there, Light. As the Godhead, and we would war. If anyone could, you could. Though gentle with its milky clouds from afar, the surface is Dante's Hell. It reflects light, We don't see its flames, yet from those flames, no light but rather darkness visible. It is the Light-Bringer, Lucifer.
When Light woke in the morning, the room was dark still. Sunlight punctured the weave of the curtain but didn't enter. The television was on, but mute. Some man in a dinosaur costume was prancing around with a child who was laughing, though God knows why. He was clearly simple.
Light dragged himself up against the headboard and rubbed the source of a dull ache above his eye. Last night came back to him in waves. As consciousness dawned upon him fully, he realised how stiflingly hot the room now was. He stood to turn off the heater and to open a window, blinded momentarily by the bright light. Still grey. Would the clouds never lift from this place? He heard the sea which sounded strangely far away. and the wind rushed in carrying the voices of seagulls with it. It must be about noon. He'd never slept in this late since... he couldn't remember. After a quick half-hearted shower, he got dressed, pausing for a moment to palm the bracelet from the beach, feeling the inscription beneath his fingertips. He should phone Mikami., but decided it should wait until he didn't feel so terribly groggy. Now clean and shaven but still having to wear that damned borrowed jumper which was rough like horsehair, even itching through his shirt.
After grabbing a coat, he decided to go for walk, hoping that he wouldn't run into John on the way. He didn't want to be pained with having to apologise for last night again.
He half stumbled down the stairs after locking his door and heard voices coming from the little hiding place of an office behind reception, but his step was soft and he knew he could pass without them knowing. Two women were having some heartfelt conversation out of sight.
"Life just seems empty. Pointless."
"Maybe it's God's way of telling you to cheer up?"
When Light slipped out the door he was hit by the cold sea breeze with some force. It was low tide and the sea was far out, revealing a huge expanse of wheat coloured sand, flat like a fallow field.
He rubbed his hands together and blew hot air into them with a whistle and a sharp sting. After descending the steep steps down to the beach, he took in the enormity and bleakness of the landscape from its own level. The sea was so distant and clouded in mist that it was no more than a line on the horizon. Were it not from the savaged cliffs, he would have thought himself on a lunar plain, completely devoid of life. After walking along the beach for some time, the air slowly woke him. His stomach groaned, his head ached but he felt himself alive and sharp again. He passed the bracelet in his pocket around between his fingers while he had a stern talk with himself. 'I must look after myself more. What would be the point of this if I were to get ill or go mad? Ryuk would probably kill me at the first sign of it. It's not hard to look after yourself. You've been doing it for a long time.'
He looked up as he reassured himself and saw someone far ahead of him. How strange it was to see a lone figure, tiny against a canvas of bleached sand. He appeared to be wearing a black waxed jacket and jeans; something Light should have brought. While his style remained intact, he would probably develop pneumonia unless he bought an ugly coat too. Light looked down at his feet again. He would meet the man soon and he'd have to make some attempt of greeting, some show of camaraderie for being two men who happened to be in the same unusual place at the same time. Such was the strangeness of proper etiquette.
The next time he looked up, the man was much closer, but it was clear now that he wasn't wearing a black jacket as Light had thought. Instead, it was a sheetlike coat which billowed around the man. Light wondered how he could have been so mistaken on what he saw originally and rubbed his the soreness in his head again. He looked back at the man and saw that his clothes hung from him like from a coat hook and scraped stiffly over his limbs. The glimpse Light took of his face, because he didn't wish to stare, was of a pale man, scrawny, awkward; the kind whose presence seemed to be an invitation for mockery. The lower part of his face was mostly covered by his coat. His skin was the colour of bone and whatever tones ran through him were sallow and sickly. He had a haunted, self-involved look in his eyes, which were unnaturally large and glasslike. Every tendon, sinew and wasted scrap of muscle he possessed flexed under his skin as if for the benefit of some medical display. It was the unmistakeable look of someone who was dying. Whatever disease he was suffering from was eating him alive. Light felt guilty for his perverse desire to stare for the sake of staring at something unusual and clearly close to death. It was that morbid fascination with the havoc death could wreak as it approached.
The man continued onwards without even seeming aware of Light at all. Now silhouetted against the jagged cliff face, the moss covered hazard of stones echoed the rough angles of his body. Light kept walking and the two men passed each other.
Eventually Light come upon a little harbour. He walked up some stone steps to the sea wall and surprised a fisherman who was tethering up his boat. Light apologised for startling the man who cheerfully let forth a salty babble of burring words which could hardly be understood. Instead, Light saw and fixed upon a jackdaw whose blue eyes were empty and cold as he let forth his choking caws. The man had stopped talking, having lost interest in Light's lack of interest. They parted ways with a tip of the man's cap.
A child leaned on a railing, too near the edge of the sea wall, Light thought. The boy's small face rested on the rusted rail, his cherubic features solid with young displeasure and boredom. His eyes followed an older boy cycling past on a bike and the envy in his face become pronounced. Light smiled at the child. He didn't smile back.
Three men were smoking outside the pub. They sized Light up as he walked past but continued with their conversation.
"Are you kidding me? She's the only woman I've ever known who had a shop sign saying 'come inside' when she opened her legs."
"That didn't mean that you had to."
"I wasn't going to be rude."
"Yeah. Some mate you are."
The pungent smell of fish slowly rotting seemed to Light to be ingrained into the grain of every man, woman and child in that county and he was filled with a hatred for them that he could only excuse with jet lag.
He bought the newspapers and a horrible coffee in a polystyrene cup from a girl whose social life didn't stop for work. Then he walked around the village, taking it in like a waking dream. The three smoking men were now laughing at two dogs that were copulating with focused silence behind a well placed van. As Light passed, one of the men wheezed the start of a new conversation.
"I saw Mr Shaw."
"Our old History teacher?"
"Yeah. I miss him. He was the best shag I ever had."
The men all laughed and playfully slapped each other about like naughty schoolboys. Light returned to the beach having dismissed the village as a quaint industrious mishmash inhabited by the uneducated, the whole of which could be fully experienced within five minutes. He returned to the empty beach, sat on the dry sand and thumbed the bracelet in his pocket as he watched the sea approach quickly, like someone who had been away from home for some time and was eager to return. The seabirds accepted him as part of the scenery and dug for worms as the sea rolled in, deep and mournful. He felt his mind ebbing and flowing with it, like time.
After an hour or so, it started to rain so he used the paper as a cover and walked back to the hotel. There were people milling about. The hotel manager's wife, Sandra, tried to ply him with food and he accepted toast.
His door was open. He tensed and went inside, not sure of what to expect and angry because of it. He squashed the empty plastic cup in his fist.
A young girl, about 15 and dressed in a lopsided imitation French maid's outfit was changing the sheets on the beds.
"Oh, hello, sir. Afternoon!"
"That bed hasn't been used. There's no need to change it."
"I'm sorry. It looked as if it had been slept in."
"Why would you think that?" But he was already looking at the bed, the girl still gripping the sheet in her hands. The pillow was decompressed in the outline of someone's head. The sheets were rumpled like sand dunes. "But there was no one else here. I am alone." he said. She looked at him stupidly. "It doesn't matter. You can go. Thank you." The girl shrugged, her expression full of teenage nihilism, picked up her things and left.
Light approached the bed cautiously and gently moved his hand along the impression along the length of the bedding but careful not to disturb it. Had he slept here at some point last night? He was steadily losing all conviction in his own actions and memories when it came to last night. He could easily have slept in both beds in his nervous, sleep deprived, practically psychotic state. Thinking that there were men in the room that weren't there. Imagining men grabbing his ankles from under the bed, making him break his laptop.
He ran his hand up towards the pillow again and noticed that it seemed a little damp, as if he'd gone to bed the night before with wet hair from a shower. The bed smelled faintly of the sea.
Light left the bed as it was and 20 minutes later had rallied himself to go somewhere to find a replacement laptop. The same startled looking chamber maid directed him towards the nearest major shopping town which was a short train journey away. Light took a bus to the station, took the train, found a computer shop and bought the most expensive laptop in the place which thrilled the salesman, not expecting such a big sale with so little fuss at that time of day.
On the journey home his stomach lurched like it was echoing the motion of the train. He didn't understand why such short distances should take so long to cover. He didn't understand why strangers insisted on telling you their life story. He longed for the anonymity he'd enjoyed in the city. The further you travelled, the more unkempt, peculiar looking, unstable and talkative people appeared. While in London, you were never more than 10 seconds away from your reflection and the constant forced appraisal of self. The country lived up to his low expectations. It was definitely all country shows and pig farming from here on in.
His reflection in the glass was cloudy but by far the best thing to look at on the train, the view included, which was probably why he was constantly being approached by strangers. Always the same, the cautious bending over and honky tonk toothed smile like a mouth full of old piano keys. The quiet apprehension as they asked if the seat opposite his was taken like his good looks was a door between them. He was out of their league, couldn't they tell? People should stay with their own kind. He knew and they knew that they just wanted to talk at a good looking face for half an hour and it didn't really bother him. He was polite, they were ridiculous. They rattled on, he recalled case summaries and prosecuted in his mind, filing it away to inform Mikami of his verdicts later. There was something enabling about these people talking at him. He could delve into his old habit of appearing to be one thing while being another.
But all this time, since the moment he had arrived in fact he kept wondering why L came here. In these years since his death, now that he was ashes, and perhaps because of that, he was unfathomable. He seemed to grow even more of a mystery after death. Maybe that was why Light couldn't seem to let him go. No, that wasn't it. He dreamt about him. The dream was often the same - back in HQ, L's presence heavy in the air, his letter large on the white screen. L was staring at Light. He was angry in a silent, seething way. Nothing was said but all was understood. Don't forget about me. What you did. "You would have done the same thing." Light would reply. L's eyes would widen, impossibly moon like, and roll back into his skull so they looked as blank as the large white screen behind him now did without his letter. Then Light would wake up.
Ultimately L was a prover. Light was the judge with no need for a jury. Not always complimentary partners. It so pervaded his thoughts however that he could think of little else, especially since he had accomplished the most tackling obstacles and defeated everyone of any importance. So he went back to L. He kept being dragged back into that room in his mind
He had made it his business to take control of Wammy's House. There was little resistance. In it, he found a wealth of information. 15 years worth of files detailing L's prodigious work from juvenilia to adult detective. It didn't impress Light. After all, he'd helped his father on police cases himself in his teens. L wrote the notes like an unfolding story, taking the role of an dispassionate narrator, although they would have made quite a dry adaptation. There was something dusty and drab about L's relating of his own exploits. After the solving, there appeared to be no interest left in the case for L and there was little short of an "It's elementary my dear Watson!" in his documents written completely without pride. It wasn't illuminating. It didn't even do L justice, Light thought. In fact, L seemed to have had quite a gift for making interesting stories, boring.
So involved was he in his mental vivisection of L, Light must have closed his eyes, offending the woman sitting opposite him, who had been rabbiting on about sites he simply must see while he was in the area and how she'd be so happy to take him on a tour and did she know him from somewhere? He noticed the peace after a few minutes and when he opened his eyes again, she had gone, and so had everyone else by the look of things.
Light turned in his seat again and looked not through the window, but at it. In the reflection he saw a fish eye view of his face and the empty train around him. Then he saw, a few seats back, a pair of crossed legs clad in denim, a slither of white jersey over a thin chest and a flash of black hair seen between the headrests. He was doubled up as if in pain, or crouching in his seat directly behind. The sight made Light spin around in his chair and look over the back of his seat, only to see a startled man look up at him above his newspaper. Light tried to apologise but the words stuck to the sides of his throat, so he bowed quickly and resumed his seat.
Once back in Mansong, he decided to actually go into the village itself, which was larger than the little fishing village he'd visited that morning. He felt fortified having eaten and was intent on leaving this place as soon as possible, which meant he had to start his investigative work.
On such a clear day, it was possible to see much farther out to sea, past the cliffs and hovering mists, to the small islands and outcrops covered in seabirds. Chapel Rock, which he had heard about, was a small outcrop of stone capped with a wooden celtic cross. It was said that a hermit once lived there and made the land holy simply because he was a mad old coot. Light put the map and guidebook away as soon as he had sight of the Doctor's surgery which could have easily been mistaken for just another house.
He asked the receptionist if there was any chance he could speak to the Doctor and was surprised that he didn't have to wait very long. The inhabitants of the place must be hardy folk because there wasn't a soul in there. In the Doctor's room, he was welcomed at the door by an elderly man who was stout with a red nose, large glasses and a thick mop of grey hair which he had carefully styled and was obviously very proud of.
"Hello Mr... Yagami? How can I help you?"
"Yes, hello Doctor. This might be a little odd but I'm doing some research on the local area. I'm looking for information on a mental institution which was once in Mansong. I can't find any indication of where it was or when it ceased operation. I was wondering if you could help me."
"Oh. Ah. You're not ill then? This is rather unusual."
"I'm sorry but I am only here for a short time in order to do my research. I understand that you have been practicing in this area for a long time."
"Thirty years last year."
"So you must have been familiar with it then. I'm trying to find out information on a patient who was here for a short time a several years ago."
"Mr Yagami, I am just a general practitioner. I know nothing about any patients in that place or what became of them."
"I know what became of the patient. He was transferred back to a secure prison in America and died in 2004."
"Well, I'm sorry I can't help you."
"But where was the building? And where will the records be now?"
"I'm afraid there was a fire and all the records must have been destroyed, I presume. After that there was some talk of funding being withdrawn, and as it was a private hospital, the decision was made to raze the majority of the site to the ground. I believe the land was sold for housing. What sort of research are you doing?"
"All the records were destroyed? But what about the computers? This is recent history. Missing medical records can't be explained by fires."
"Mr Yagami, it was a small private facility. I doubt it was run to the same standards that you or I would expect it to be. These places are left to run themselves as they please, more or less. All the patients were relocated, I would think that any current records would be transferred with them."
"But what about previous patients? The prison hold no information about this man's time in Mansong."
"Pardon me if I speak out of turn but it seems like you've traveled an awful long way for very little information."
"I don't intend it to be left a mystery. Do you know who owned the hospital?"
"I'm afraid I don't. No private individual, I'm sure. Probably an estate. Are you writing a novel?"
"But whose estate?"
"Sir, I have patients to see. I'm sorry I can't help you."
"What about ex-employees. Do you know any names? Perhaps some still live in the area."
"I doubt that anyone would wish to talk about it after this length of time, Mr Yagami. Life goes on. People move away."
"So for all intents and purposes this place never existed?"
"People don't like to talk about such a place."
"Didn't it have a good reputation?"
"It had no reputation. I am sure it performed its purpose but people don't want to know about a mental institution on their doorstep. Brings the house prices down and such. You understand. Who are you looking for exactly? Who was this patient?"
"He was brought here some time after his capture in America. He had attempted to commit suicide and was brought to Mansong to recuperate, although why here, I'm not sure. That's another thing I was hoping you could help me with. You see, the man who placed him here, the man who caught him in the first place was someone I once knew. Doctor, please don't take offence by this but I have the means to make you a very wealthy man. This isn't a bribe, just an influence incase you are labouring under some misplaced loyalty. The man I knew could be very generous, I'm sure, especially when there were secrets to be kept but there's no need for any loyalty now as all involved in this case are now dead."
"And who is this man? The murderer catching generous man?"
"He was... have you heard of the detective, L?"
"L? No, I can't say that I have."
"Mr Yagami, I promise you I haven't. I wish that I did, especially since you're offering to throw money at me. I'm an old man, Mr Yagami. I would love to retire knowing that I would leave something for my family apart from a fisherman's cottage and debts. I have no conscience of which to speak of when it comes to loyalties, I'm not ashamed to say."
"Well you may still be able to help me, Doctor. L was here, I know it. I know that he stayed here at least once, and I believe he was here for a considerable amount of time while he had that murderer in the institution. You may have met him without knowing since he used many aliases. I know he was here. I just don't know why. Why Beyond Birthday was brought here. Why L had some kind of attachment to his case. That's what I want to find out."
"What did you say?"
"The patient was a murderer called Beyond Birthday. I know, stupid name."
"Mr ..." the doctor said, his previously unbroken attention seemed broken. He looked behind Light and stood, his mouth slightly open and levering up and down slightly as if trying to say something. His face was ashen, like a sink which had been suddenly drained.
"Are you alright?" Light asked, looking behind him briefly to where the Doctor was staring. There was nothing there but two pictures on the wall. One was a seascape, the other a photograph of a young girl.
"Yes. I... just remembered I have an emergency appointment callout. You really must go. I'm sorry."
"Oh. Well, nice to meet you," he said, shaking the man's unpleasantly clammy hand. "May I talk to you again? In your own time perhaps? If I describe L to you and tell you all I know about Beyond Birthday, you may remember something."
"Doctor, I'm not leaving until I find what I need to know. Please help me. Let's see if we can do something about your retirement. Here's my number," he said, writing his phone number on a piece of paper. "And I'm staying in the Mansong Hotel. Please call me whenever you have the opportunity, only don't leave it too long otherwise I'll have to call here again. My patience is hampered by urgency."
"Goodbye, Mr Yagami."
"Goodbye for now, Doctor." Light, taking a quick look at the two photographs on the wall as he left.
We don't see its flames, yet from those flames, no light but rather darkness visible. - Paradise Lost by John Milton which I'm well aware I'm obsessed with. No need to point that out to me.
This chapter is a late Christmas present for Wordbombs since she'll poorly. Go and read her fics and give her a nice review to cheer her up, please. I'm hoping when she's better she might edit this chapter for me *smooth hint* because bits of it are very clunky. Apologies for that. It was written in one session. Probably not a good idea.


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You can do it by charting, analysing, testing, and worrying, but we prefer... JUST SHAGGING PART 20!!(1000 Posts)
Ladies, Fred title says it all; we are the ones who shag as much as our men can cope with in order to get upduffed without the stress of scientific whatnots!
Fred rules (copied from previous Fred)
1. Thou shalt shag as much as humanly possible in order to get upduffed.
2. Thou shalt not partake of OPKs, temping, or charting.
3. Thou shalt keep symptom spotting to a minimum.
4. Thou shalt share with your fredmates where needed.
JSing lingo
ERTD = Evil Red Tide of Dooooooommmmmmm. Or AF to most others.
Viroid = This is you, dear poster. This is from the first JS thread when someone tried to type 'ladies' and it autocorrected to 'Viroids' - so there you go!
Pant snot = Egg white cervical mucus.
Doing a kitten = Getting upduffed soon after joining (warning: may induce envy in other posters).
POAS = Pee On A Stick (of the pregnancy detecting kind, not from a tree). Also known as PIAR (Pee In A Ramekin - cos we're posh birds innit). Or PIATLH (Tea light holder) PIAWG (Wine glass) or anything else you care to pee in!
Shagging like something = JSing like a teenage nymphomaniac.
Giving a hooya = Giving a much needed slap to a fellow poster in danger of slipping into ttc obsession.
Contraband = Of COURSE none of us EVER partake of any silly OPKs or temp charting. They are Contraband.
Icing = ovulating. Another autocorrect development!
Getting your Cape on = planning some serious pouncing on DH/DP
TWOT - Two Weeks of Torture!
The link to Part 19 is here
The current Grads Fred is here
The rather nobbish article in which we became a little bit notorious is here
Happy shagging shaggers!
Latium I hate to be the party pooper but if you didn't ov til 27th 1st Jan would only be 5dpo...too early even for implantation. based on ave 14day literal phase you would be due tomorrow, the weekend at the latest ish. fx tho as u have symptoms!
This is my first JS thread! Here thanks to a nice obstetrician colleague- I asked her if there's any research evidence that you get pregnant faster if you use OPKs and she said NOOOOOO they just mess up relationships and are only useful if one of you works offshore and you need to plan your liaisons very carefully, everyone else should just make sure they have sex every 2-3 days... Just Shagging is Obstetrician-Approved!!
Name: Catypillar
Age: 31
DCs: DS aged 6
TTC: hoping to start in a couple of weeks
Preferred cape: sparkly silver to match my shoes
Currently deciding if I'm going to remove my Mirena myself or get the GP practice nurse to do it. Accidentally pulled the last one out because DH was complaining about the threads so I thought I'd try to feel them, and pulled them by mistake so it got dislodged, was in the process of breaking the news to DH that we couldn't have sex until I'd got the coil sorted by the GP and suddenly felt really dizzy, vague memories of "cervical shock" from medical school, figured I'd better remove it properly before I collapsed, it came out very easily but DH was disgusted (in retrospect maybe I shouldn't have shown it to him...) I can't be bothered with the trip to the GP as I'd have to miss work and catch up later but DH is like "eww no that's really offputting, there will be no shagging if you do that again"
Age: 27
TTC: starting on Monday actually after I've had my final xray following an operation!
Dc's: none
the things you learn on mumsnet! who wouldve thought there would be a thing called "cervical shock" I'm lmao here. no offence intended catypillar⦠welcome to the thread!
Not party pooper at all Lil. Any info is welcome. I don't know what's going on. I was worried I had a short luteal phase since I started thinking about when I ov but what I do know is I have never in my life had this long a cycle. LIke I say, it could be a good thing if I am having late ovulation to have longer cycle but it's never been this long before in more than 20 years. Something is up, just need to work out what. I'll be pleased when this is all resolved, if not BFP then back to shagging without worrying again.
Catypillar - that's great that the just shagging approach is medically approved. Sounds good to me.
Woah, I got a bit lightheaded reading that Caty Maybe GP's is best?! Welcome to the thread!
Welcome to you too Woolly!
Oooh thanks Rach I haven't had Jaffa cakes for years!
The Bastard ERTD hit me with full force this morning, I was late for work because of the endo / IBS misery. Luckily my boss is lovely and understanding.
To commiserate myself, I have had a lovely stodgy casserole, BEER, and then ordered DP to make me caffeinated tea and dig out a box of After Eights that have been hidden in the cupboard since Christmas 2012...
I feel a bit better. New Cycle starts here, I too am going to give it my all this month - JSing every other day...
Welcome to the newbies!
Latium longer post doesnt mean longer lp, just later ov. if your worried about lp go to the docs --or temp for a few months--
lmao cycle not post
Name: Lynsey14
Age: 28
TTC: since Dec 2013, all shiny and new!
DC: only a fluffy doggy!
Preferred Cape: pink and glittery
Can I have a hooya/smack round the chops, please? Doing symptom spotting and getting myself all worked up. Only CD24 so really shouldn't. The breadsticks are feeling very strange, on and off. I'm sure it's just one of those "new" ERTD symptoms that keep us on our toes. Or maybe...
Hi newbies, and sorry about ERTD catching so many of you. Let's hope that's her only showing for the rest of 2014.
Am currently reading about SPERM in Zita. Absolutely fascinating!
Mini hooya juniper, though you can be forgiven as you're in the prime symptom spotting time of the month!
What do we need to know about sperm then?!
juniper I love the nc! hang on there, but mini hooya for you!
Morning wimmin!
Drink more water POA is going splendidly. Finding my eyes quite fresh in the am instead of all crusty after a nights sleep, and yes, I find I'm more.. Ummm.... Moist (sorry ha) than usual.
So get on it, though it's a bit of a ball ache. I only had 6 glasses yesterday and went to the loo 13 times!
All for the greater good though I suppose eh!
I have my first driving lesson tonight and once again, I'm shitting bricks. Someone pls tell me I'm not going to crash and burn myself or some poor little pedestrian just trying to get to her home after a week at work.
Also for the past 5 nights I'm having the most surreal dreams. Things must be bad, sometimes I really only remember snippets, but this is weird.
minion you'll be fine chuck. fx your driving lesson goes smoothly.
lol at moist. my friend loathes that word. particularly if it is paired with gusset!
Moist gusset! Ewwwww
I hates the word 'quiche', it's a wrong'un fo' sho
Yep, that is what I meant lol. don't think I expressed it very well. I think I have had late ov which would explain randomly long cycle this month. It is the first month I have even thought about when I ovulated though so could ge wrong. I am by now pretty sure am not PG but dh gets back from work trip tonight so will prob jump his bones even if the late evil one is just around the corner.
Oh, and i must drink more water!
lil not lol, lol!!
GCSE biology was wrong! I am sure they said they grow and die every three days. Well, it's 100 days!
Sperm formation very important so don't drink, smoke or do drugs. 80% of alcoholic men are sterile!
Zinc supplements are good as long as your copper is balanced.
A man would have to ejaculate 30 times to empty his tubes entirely, they hang around for ages!
Only need to "store" up the sperm if there are problems with them.
Thanks for the hooyas!
Minion you will be fine, they have dual controls so the instructor will stop anything bad from happening, I did all sorts of terrible things in driving lessons and the guy saved me every time... good luck!
hI all, catypailla, omg you pulled it out and showed dh! that's so funny and gross at same time. I'm all up for drinking water and did an amazing job when at work as nice cool water dispenser, but took two days off and it's gone out of the window. meant to be using these days do bring my number up to 10, but ended up going to bingo with dh then playing games on the pad til 3am. woops. maybe next month.
symptom spotting to a minimum, had lots of cramps and booby ache, but that's regular after ov. also no 'moist' (sorry can't remember the word you use for it) at all. more dry than the Sahara desert! !! maybe shag later, pull out the Ann summer's gear lol.
well its medically confirmed right? !
rach - I openly hate those words. Are you my RL friend?! Scary thought!
Hmm interesting what Zita says about sperm Juniper - I was under the impression that you needed to, ahem, 'release' them every few days to keep them fresh. But that was the advice from the VR team, who I guess assume that their patients might have sub-standard sperm.
I also read somewhere that it takes about 3 months for the sperm that's being made to be ready to do the business. So you will reap the benefits or suffer the damage that you do now in 3 months time. So feed those swimmers plenty of Zinc, pumpkin seeds, avocado, tomatoes, sweet potato, fish, red meat... and get him to stay away from fags, booze and hot jacuzzis!
Good luck Minion you'll be fine. The dual controls will prevent you from any disasters. It's scary as hell to think 'Shit, I'm in control of this large metal box on wheels', but you get used to it. Be thankful if your instructor doesn't do what mine did - place his hand on your knee every time you should brake.. interesting strategy for a 60 yr old instructor teaching 17 year old girls, dontcha think...
God, what a lovely thought that this could be my last ERTD for 2014... I currently feel like my uterus is falling out of my arse/fanj and there's no way I could leave the house this morning
moist <shudders>
Am on with the JSing this month even though due to the mc I'm not sure when I'll even be fertile!
definitely not checking for ovulation by POAS
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