Another Note - The Los Angeles BB murder files
When Beyond Birthday committed his third murder, he attempted an experiment. Namely, to see if it
were possible for a human being to die of internal hemorrhaging without rupturing any organs.
Specifically, he drugged his victim so they fell unconscious; tied them up, and proceeded to beat their
left arm thoroughly, being careful not to break the skin. He was hoping to bring about enough
hemorrhaging to cause death from loss of blood, but this attempt ended, sadly, in failure. Blood
congested in the arm and it turned purplish red beneath the skin, but the victim did not die. They simply
shook, convulsed, and remained alive. He had been convinced the blood loss incurred by this would be
enough to kill someone, hut apparently he had underestimated the matter. As far as Beyond Birthday
was concerned, the actual method of murder rated fairly low on the amusement scale, and it was never
more than an interesting experiment. It did not particularly matter to him whether it succeeded or not.
Beyond Birthday simply shrugged, and took out a knife.
No, no, no, no, no.
Not this style, not this narrative voice—I’ll never manage to keep up this arch tone all the way through.
The harder I try, the more bored I’ll get and the lazier the writing will be. To put it in terms Holden
Caulfield (one of history’s most famous literary bullshitters) might use, detailing what Beyond Birthday
did and thought does not suit my purposes (even if, in my position, I have a great deal of sympathy for
him). Explaining the entirety of his murders in carefully phrased sentences does not in any way
increase the value of these notes. This is not a report, nor is it a novel. Even if it happens to turn into
one of those, I will not be happy. I hate to use such a hackneyed line, but I imagine that by the time
anyone lays eyes on these words I will no longer be alive.
I hardly need to remind the reader about the epic battle between the century’s greatest detective, L, and
that grotesque murderer, Kira. The instrument of death was a little bit more fantastic than a guillotine
(for example), but all Kira accomplished was another reign of terror and a pathetically infantile way of
thinking. Looking back, I can only surmise that the gods of victory smiled on Kira for their own vain
amusement. Perhaps these gods actually wanted a blood-soaked world of betrayal and false accusation.
Perhaps the entire episode exists as a lesson to teach us the difference between the Almighty and the
shinigami. Who knows? I, for one, have no intention of wasting any more time thinking about this most
negative series of events.
To hell with Kira.
What matters to me is L.