"Oh my gosh," Logan gasped. Ari was speechless, her face white as she sat motionless in her chair.

"This is bad..." Kyle said, staring at the table.

NIGHTTIME COMES YET AGAIN, AND THE PLAYERS FEEL THE DAYS ACTIVITY TIRE THEM.

"No no," Ari said, stifling a yawn.

"Is not... tired..." Frank said, but he moved from the table and towards the hall.

  Soon, everyone had went to their rooms, even though they didn't want to. They all soon fell asleep, terror on their minds wondering if they were going to be next.

Soon, the murderer woke up, a little smirk on their face. They left the room to do some business.

A little while later, the doctor woke up, a person in mind that they wanted to save.

Not long after, the spy woke up. They headed to the same spot as before, right behind the wall in the living room, to poke their head out to see if they could catch anyone. They were getting drowsy, when they heard a thump. Poking their head out, they saw a figure had just closed a door on the left wall, and was sneaking very quickly to an open door on the opposite wall. Gotcha the spy thought.

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The next morning, everyone woke up, not wanting to leave. But they were soon spurred into action by a scream. It came from a room on the left wall. Zion and Logan arrived first, barging in and stopping dead a few feet into the room. Kyle came running, tripped on the carpet, then lay on the floor, seeing what they were screaming about. Vanessa came in last, stopping in the doorway. Ari was standing at the foot of her bed, staring at the other bed, where Frank was laying, his eyes closed, and a bloodstained bandage on his head.

"Is he dead?" Kyle yelled, getting off the floor. Suddenly Ari screamed again as Frank opened his eyes, then turned his head to look at them.

"Ah, stop screaming, would you?" He said, then immediately held his hand to his head. "Ow, my head hurts."

Morning comes, and Ari found Frank, but he was still alive! The murderer attacked him, but the doctor had arrived just in time to save him. Vote for who you think tried to murder Frank.

"I have information." Zion said, a matter of factly. "I saw Logan come from this room." He said with confidence, then pointed a finger at Logan. "I vote Logan."

"So you're the spy," Vanessa said to Zion. "He must be right then. I also vote for Logan."

"He's wrong!" Logan said. "Don't vote me out, it'll be a mistake."

"I vote for Logan to." Both Ari and Kyle said. Logan's face turned sad.

"You guys are making a big mistake." He said quietly. "I think its Zion."

"Only because I caught you!" Zion argued.

"Sure you did. But are you sure you caught me doing the thing you think I did?" He said plainly.

"I vote.. umm.." Frank stuttered, looking around. "You," he said, his finger landing on Ari.

"Seriously?" She said in surprise. "Zion said he saw Logan." Frank just shrugged.

Logan has the most votes. Nice try, but he was the doctor. He will be removed.

Instantly Zion's face turned an ashamed shade of red as Ari and Kyle shot him a glare. Logan stared at him with a blank expression.

"What did I say-" he said, then a flash of purple shot down from the ceiling. It dissapeared, along with Logan.

THE PLAYERS FEEL THE NEED TO RETURN TO BED.

Now everyone really didn't want to go to bed. But some invisible force forced them to return to their rooms. Zion especially didn't want to. He knew very well he had revealed his role, and that wasn't good. It was terrible, and a sense of inevitable doom fell upon him.

Shortly after they fell asleep, Zion woke up. He started in a panic. He couldn't stay here, the murderer would know where he was. He got up, opened the doors, then looked both ways. They were clear, so he ran down the hall, going into the living room.

They can't find me here... he thought, settling himself into the nook he had sat two night prior. He looked down the hall, until a sudden realization of someone standing right behind him struck him. He felt the cold point of something, likely a knife, press on his back.

"Don't move and it'll be quick." The voice said. Zion froze, but slowly turned his head. He caught glimpse of the person in his peripheral vision.

"You..." he whispered.

"Yes me." The murderer said. Then they smiled. A second later, Zion's scream rang through the house. Of course no one heard it, they were in to deep of a sleep.