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The killer heard her death plea from the confines of his apartment. “You were killed once before. What dies must stay dead, especially those that can’t keep their mouths shut,” he said before tapping his fingers against the table. He wrote her name slowly and delicately in the Death Note, nice little loops of cursive, spelling out the name he’d been waiting to get rid of for a while now.

I LeeshaLushious I was playing chess by herself. “What a boring game, I wish I had an opponent worth playing,” she sighed to herself, twirling the queen’s piece against the board by her pointer finger.

A few moments later, after finally deciding to give up on the game, she started to get up. All of a sudden, her room started shaking, and everything started disappearing. The whole room was suddenly empty and white. She screamed and ran to the door, which also disappeared. Black squares started to cover the floor, walls, and ceiling as her panic grew. Letters started to appear in a white square where her window would have been, or at least she thought where it should be. The words formed and said: “Beat this opponent and you will be free. You play the queen.” Her panic started to fade, as she was slowly realizing that this has become a game; a game that she can win. She positioned herself in the queen’s square and white pieces appeared around her while on the other side, a person, along with the opposing black pieces, appeared.

The man stared at her with a smile that chilled her to the bones, and she backed against the wall. “I know who you are! Why are you doing this?!” she screamed at him, her fear coming back in a huge rush that knocked the wind out of her lungs.

“Just play the game, my little pawn,” was all he said before her first piece started moving on it’s own.

The game went on, the two dueling in a human game of chess, until there was just him and her left; the white queen and the black king diagonal from each other, staring right into each others eyes.. “All your pieces are gone, I’ve taken them all from you, and it’s my turn.”

She turned to look over at her taken pieces just as one by one they started turning into her friends, those that were jailed, and the ones that were killed. Tears trickled down her face. Taking advantage of her moment of weakness, he stabbed a staff right into her back. The tears continued to fall as her realization that not only did she fail to protect her friends and community, she was also dying. He lifted up the pole with her still attached as she lost consciousness and fell into an eternal dark sleep.

The remaining GCDers, found her the next day, her room emptied and made into a human size chessboard, with the tip of a tall staff stabbed through her stomach, and attached to what appeared to be a giant king’s chess piece. There was a note on the wall written in blood that said, “Dear GCDers, you’ve now lost your precious detective. Pawns are useless when they don’t listen. Check and mate.”