I place my night clothes stained with a little blood into a trash bag. I have to hide this so no one finds these clothes and trace them back to me. I managed to find new clothes easy enough. Yet, I still have no idea how I ended up on that highway. I don't remember what happened to me. That stuff doesn't just happen. I did have a weird headache. How could I have moved from my house to the end of the city? It doesn't make any sense. Even Ryuk doesn't know which is a bit of a problem. How can he not know? He's a Shinigami.

I look around. There are a lot of trash bags. I have to place this, so it easily isn't found. Some were piled high up and some of them weren't. I have to place this in the middle ideally, but in the off chance they pick a random one... no... I know where to put it. I place it at the bottom so that when it gets removed the other bags will fall down mixing them up.

"Hey, where are we off to next? I wouldn't mind having another apple." He says.

"I'm oddly starving let's get some food." I say.