The next morning, the players awoke with a sense of dread. There weren't that many of them left, and so far they haven't had a clue to who the murderer was, and they had kicked out their doctor.

Ari was the first out of her room, figuring she mine as well get this over with. She headed down the hall, then stopped. She had stepped on something. Looking down, she saw it was something dark, and slightly sticky by the sound it made when she lifted her shoe. Peering to her left into the living room, her eyes widened and she let out a scream. There, right inside the living room, was Zion. But he was obviously dead, from him being facedown on the floor, a handle of a kitchen knife sticking from his back.

  Kyle, Vanessa and Frank immediately came running to her scream.

"What?!" Vanessa yelled.

"There..." Ari said, pointing a finger to the living room.

"I don't see..." Kyle reached on the wall, flicking on a light switch. It lit the living room. "Oh." He said, stumbling back a step.

Everyone finds Zion, not surprisingly, dead. He was the spy, but you knew that. It turns out someone had ambushed him, and murdered him, stabbing him in the back with a knife.

"Who would do this?" Kyle said.

"Well, whoever it is knew he was the spy, and wanted to get rid of him." Vanessa said.

"Everyone knew. He kind of admitted it last night," Ari said, turning her eyes away.

Vote for who you think it is. The voice from the ceiling said, this time with a bit of amusement.

"Wait, before we vote we should try facts," Kyle said in a serious tone.

"Yea." Frank butted in. "I did it. I murdered him."

"Give it up, we're not voting you," Kyle told him sharply.

"I have a thought." Vanessa said, looking at the floor. "I think its Ari, because-"

"Hey!" Ari interrupted.

"Let her talk," Frank said firmly.

Vanessa nodded. "She came out here, and conveniently stopped right by the living room."

"Thats because I stepped in blood." Ari said with clenched teeth.

"Ok, but then she looked into the living room. She said there was a body in there, when the light wasn't on and it couldn't be seen."

"That's true..." Kyle said slowly, dragging his gaze over to Ari.

"No, I just... thought there might be one in there since of the blood, I mean why wouldn't there, guys it's not me!" Ari shrieked, struggling to get words out. Her face was slightly red. Everyone looked at her, and even Frank stared at her with a bewildered expression.

"I vote for Ari." Vanessa said after a moment.

"Me to." Kyle said.

"Yea... I think so to..." Frank said. "Gotta win this somehow."

"It's not me!" Ari said, her voice slightly wavering. "I think its... it's Kyle!" She pointed a finger at him.

All votes are cast. Ari was most voted for, and unfortunately, she was an innocent. She will be removed.

  Ari looked sadly at them as the room suddenly became pitch black, then normal. Ari was gone. Kyle, Vanessa and Frank slowly looked at each other. Their eyes flicked from one person to the other, their brains clicking into place as they realized exactly who the murderer was. But it was late. To late.

Time to go to bed. The voice from the ceiling said calmly. A sense of panic seemed to set in that moment.

"I don't want to..." Frank said. But his body looked like it was connected by strings as his limbs moved in jerking motions towards his room. Kyle and Vanessa just moved to their rooms willingly. They soon fell asleep.

  A short while later, the murderer woke up. A smirk was on their face as they hopped out of bed. They walked across the hall, sauntering into Frank's room.

A broad smile was across their face as they saw Frank, sleeping, on his bed. They grabbed a pillow from the empty bed, walking slowly towards Frank.

"Here's an unfinished job..." they said slowly, a little snicker following the sentence.

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In the morning, Kyle and Vanessa came out of their rooms. Kyle had walked out to the kitchen, sitting at the table. Vanessa walked out after.

  Vanessa saw Kyle sitting, and he looked up at her, wide eyed. She slowly sat, looking at the table, putting her hands in her lap, a little smile coming across her face.

"It's you..." Kyle said.

"Oh yea," Vanessa said, tracing her finger on the table.

Congratulations Vanessa. You were the murderer and successfully killed off and deceived everyone. You win.

  Vanessa giggled, dropping her hands, palms flat on the table. She slowly looked up at Kyle, a crazy look in her eyes. Her smile grew, until it was a wide toothy smile. Kyle looked at her and gulped.

"Guess I'm stuck with you," he said quietly.

"Yes, yes you are." Vanessa said.