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"You've really messed up this time, B," L said, staring into a pale figure's ink black eyes from outside the jail cell. The young man looked very similar to L, though he wasn't a carbon copy- he wasn't quite as pale as L, his features weren't as sharp, his face was more boyish in structure. The bags under his eyes were not quite as pronounced, and his hair wasn't as long; subtle differences, and he was obviously five or so years younger. Third degree burns also littered his body , and had clearly taken out patches of his hair, but the resemblance was there. It was unmistakable.
He didn't reply, just sat there, glaring at the man who had brought him to this place. It had started with him, and had, inevitably, ended with him.
L sighed, turning and getting up to leave. "I'm sorry it had to end like this." He glanced back over his shoulder, but when the young man still didn't reply, he turned back and walked out the door, regret clear on his face.
And in the young man's brain, there was a number stamped over L's head; 050321.