"Excuse me. Do you happen to know where the nearest cafe is?"

"7682, 7683, 7684..." She's doing pushups.

You haven't rung the silver hand bell...Perhaps you should...It feels like it's calling to you...

Here's this.

You see a man holding the silver hand bell. They're only inspecting it. Not ringing it.

#SeductiveSunday "This towel is as far as it's gonna get. Sorry to disappoint."

#SeductiveSunday "...Don't...Don't say a word..."

You find a strange silver hand bell on a patch of moss. It looks to be in good condition.

A silver hand bell is set down on a counter in a store as you walk around. The bell stood out to you. You're not really sure why.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵 "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰?"

Stealed

The cocoon is...silent...it is dull...it feels void of any life it once held...Like all joy has left it.

Things are more...quiet than normal...Killer Moth has not left his cocoon in a long long time...

Killer Moth sets him down on the ground...He just flies back to the cocoon without another word.

"..." The cocoon slowly opens. Killer Moth wraps his arms around Esme starts flying.

"If that's what you wish..."

"...I believe it's best we take a break."

"Mind controlled...I see. Well, as that was happening, my children were left alone for two days. I had to call another friend to come over and take care of them for me."

"I'll stand for this one..." Drury removes his helmet and sets it to the side. "The cocoon has cameras. All of which are hidden. I've seen you come in, read the note, put the earpiece in, and feed them once. Where were you the other two days?"

"I'm sure..."

"...Hello, Esme..."

"...I suppose...No one was waiting for me...I was foolish to assume so."

His cocoon is full...But silent...It's been silent for a long time...

"I've been hearing a lot...Since I've been gone..."

You see a very very giant moth flying towards you...Oh...It's just Killer Moth. False alarm.

The Death Note drops down in the open. Only one may receive the privilege of owning it.

"..." He looks down at the creature.

Tomorrow...

The cocoon is silent...No noise comes from there today.

A moth lands on you.

"When you did it."

"You did beforehand..."

"People are so desperate sometimes. It's really sad."

All the moth finish up quite quickly.

"Prove that you didn't."

"You did it beforehand."

"You're the Googler. Because you Googled it."

"LANTERN?! WHERE?!"