L's POV
Haley stared at the black notebook. She hissed and dove at something. I got to my feet and picked up the book. I gasped when I looked at her. The chains that were usually hooked to her belt loops were replaced with bones, and she looked a lot more menacing in her actual Shinigami clothes. Trapped underneath her was another Shinigami, his eyes wide with fear.
Haley screeched like a dying animal and punched the man as hard as she could. Her knuckles became covered in his blood before he scrambled away from her and left through the open window. She closed it and locked the little latch.
Her glared turned onto me, and I froze. Her eyes were the color of blood.
"Give me that!" She ordered, snatching the book out of my hand.
Her appearance returned to her half-human form.
She ripped open one of the drawers in the desk and placed the book inside. She slammed it shut and looked at me again. She grabbed my shirt, dragged me to the door, and shoved me out.
She slammed the door in my face.
Was that her Death Note?
