Everyone was sound asleep, but an hour after the voice had spoken, one person woke up. A whispery voice wavered through their mind, asking them one thing; who do you want to kill. The person began to think strangely. It wasn't like themselves at all. But they smiled. Yes, they wanted to do this. They must. They were the murderer. And they would do their job. A small, almost inaudible, insane, giggle rose from their lips. They crept slowly out of bed.

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Almost the same time, another player woke up. They immediately they were given the shot to try and see who the murderer was. They slowly slipped out of bed, and placed their hand on the door knob. Ever so slowly, they turned it, and opened it a crack. Peering out, they saw a shadow slip into a door down the hall. But it was to dark, and they couldn't make out who it was.

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Later yet in the night, another player woke up, after the last one fell asleep. They knew they had a duty. To try and save someone from their fate. They jumped out of bed....

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Still later yet, another player woke up. A voice in their head told them their goal. To succeed, they would need the players to accuse them as the murderer. Then they would win, and all the other players would lose. Their mind convinced them that was the only way.

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In the morning, everyone woke up, feeling as if that was the best night's sleep they'd ever had.

"Good morning," Zion said drowsily to Logan.

"Morning," he mumbled back, stretching.

  They all exited their rooms, heading to the kitchen. Claude, Soph and Ari sank into chairs at the table.

"I wonder if there's food here," Lynn said.

"I don't know, but I'll go see," Kyle said. He walked over to the door that was assumed a closet, and opened it. He let out a shriek as something fell out on top of him. Rather, someone. A body, the head covered by a bag, and the body crusted with blood. Kyle shoved it off him frantically, and it fell on its side with a sickening thump. Ari and Soph screamed, and Vanessa turned away, covering her face, not wanting to look at it. Kyle stood there, shaking slightly, a look of sheer terror coming over his face. Suddenly, the voice from the ceiling started talking.

KYLE OPENS THE CLOSET, AND DISCOVERS IVANA DEAD, STABBED SEVERAL TIMES IN THE ABDOMEN WITH A KITCHEN KNIFE. DISCUSS AND VOTE FOR WHO YOU THINK THE KILLER IS.

Then silence. Everyone stood frozen right where they were. Lynn gasped, and Logan gulped nervously.

"I wouldn't even know who to guess," Ari whispered.

"I wouldn't think any of you were that cold blooded," Lynn said nervously, her eyes flicking over to the dead body.

"Who's the least caring?" Vanessa asked.

"Hey, that's no way to decide," Claude said sharply.

"Then who was in the room with Ivana?" Frank asked.

  Everyone's eyes drifted over to Claude.

"No, don't point fingers. Just because I was in the same room doesn't mean anything. Someone across the hall could have done it. I was sleeping the whole night!"

"I mean, she's pretty frantic..." Kyle pointed out.

"Yea..." Logan agreed.

"No I'm not!" Claude said, her cheeks flustered. "I'm just trying to prove a point!"

"You're not proving it very well." Ari said skeptically.

VOTE NOW the voice from the ceiling said, startling them.

"I vote for Claude," Ari said, a new spark of anger setting in her.

"Yea! Me to." Logan said, the anger seemingly have been set into all of them.

"I think it's Soph," Lynn said.

"No!" Soph yelled. "But I vote for Vanessa."

"I think it's Claude." Kyle said, focusing his gaze on Claude.

"I think its you!" Claude said, stabbing a finger in Kyle's direction, which Kyle just frowned at.

  After much debate, and much yelling and pointing of fingers, everyone had accused someone.

QUIET. The voice on the ceiling ordered, stunning everyone into immediate silence. ALL VOTES HAVE BEEN CAST. THE PLAYER WITH THE MOST WILL BE REMOVED. THE PLAYER WHO WAS VOTED MOST WAS CLAUDE. THEY WERE INNOCENT. THEY WILL NOW BE REMOVED FROM THE GAME.

  Claude looked fearful as the voice stopped talking.

"No!" Ari said, suddenly feeling regretful.

  A bolt of light came from the ceiling, hitting Claude. It hit her, and was so bright they had to look away. They heard a crack, then it was gone, Claude was gone also. Not a trace, except for a tiny singed spot on the floor. The body was gone as well. A new fear struck everyone. Well, almost. The murderer felt exhilarated. They hadn't been caught.

"We guessed wrong!" Ari said frantically, rubbing her wrist.

"I just felt angry towards her all of a sudden. Very accusatory." Lynn said softly. "And look what happened."

"But..." Logan trailed off in thought. "We know everyone here, but we know one of us is it. Everyone of us is everyone's friend."

Kyle nodded thoughtfully.

"What happens if we find who did it? How would we react to that?" Logan finished. "What if.. they aren't themselves? A possession situation..."

"I... I don't know." Zion said, worry plastering his face.

"But one of us is it. And they just killed Ivana and aren't admitting it. So do we really trust them?" Kyle asked.

  Silence fell over the room. Eyes darted to one anothers faces, wondering if one of them could really be it. And if they could really have done it.

 "We need to win this." Lynn said with determination.

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Hey! Pikadash again. I hope you are enjoying this so far. So do you have a guess to who the murderer is?
Thanks to those who have been reading along!