Sneak Preview: New Beyond Birthday Fic In Progress
Note: Any grammatical errors, particularly regarding comma usage, are strictly on purpose and used for literary effect.
The colour white.
White walls white floors white ceiling.
Such is the nature of a mental asylum.
It’s meant to keep the patients from going mad, or so they say, but to Beyond Birthday, it was as if the neutrality of it all was ripping away what sanity was left.
Beyond Birthday had never been insane.
Beyond Birthday was brilliant.
(Always was always had been always would be.)
As brilliant as the white walls, oh yes, as brilliant as the gothic letter that landed him here. Beyond was greater as his name suggested greater greater yes that’s right greater than all the rest out there. Better and greater and beyond A and beyond L and everyone absolutely everyone else.
It was only his thoughts that were a mess, now. It was the insane asylum that was making him insane and the white walls that were making him see red and the neutrality that was jumbling his thoughts to the point where they no longer made sense.
Not that he let it show.
Because if he let it show then they’d never let him out and if they never let him out then he’d never be able to beat L and if he never was able to beat L then he might as well just die now because oh god beating L is the only thing he has to live for. Not these goddamn white walls white floor white ceiling just make it all stop just disappear oh please oh please god I can’t live like this.
Not like this.
Not like this.
The walls needed to be painted red SO LET ME PAINT THE WALLS RED WALLS RED WALLS RED WALLS PAINTED FUCKING /RED/.
Red with blood.
L's has red blood.
L would make great paint.