Whodunnit? Murder On Mystery Mountain

9 Sick Twisted Game

Giles finished his speech about what was truly going on at Camp Redwood. When he finished, the air around them seemed to thicken. Sage drew in a breath. Audrey sobbed into Phillip's shoulder. Zayne paced back and forth. Summer was wringing her hands, completely panicked as her husband tried to calm her down.

Giles watched all of this like it was a previous episode of a tv show. He had seen it, yet this time around, there was more to know. He turned to Lana and slipped the knife into her hand. "If you suspect someone and you are absolutely certain, slice down not up." He whispered to her. Lana nodded and walked over to the group to find Cole.

The surfer was sitting on a log, holding his head. Lana placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" He sat up and shook his head. "How can I be alright? Someone here wants to kill me!" He shook his head. "Never should have applied, damn it." Lana could only watch as he grieved. She didn't know if this was just an act but it didn't feel like an act. She sat beside him and grabbed his hand. "If you want my help. I think you should choose the morgue."

Jaclyn and Greer sat on one of the logs opposite. Greer eyed Brooklyn by the fire. "Don't trust her. She's probably the one who did this." She pointed at Brooklyn. Jaclyn looked up, watching the hispanic girl. She'd never been a person to judge which made her instantly dislike Greer. She made an excuse to get up and walk over to Zayne, who was pacing back and forth.

"You alright?" She asked. Zayne stopped and seemed to analyze her. "Sorry, I just think it's insane that we're here because of some fucked up game." Jaclyn shrugged at this. "I guess you just have to be smart in what decisions you make." On the outside she was being calm but on the inside she was screaming. "I will help you." She offered. He smiled at this. They sat together for some time.

Ethan marched up to Calvin, who was trying to get the phones to work. "You're telling me there's no fucking service? Sounds like it's straight out of a horror movie! What the actual fuck?" Calvin looked up. In truth, he didn't know what to make of all this. The fact that his job had been turned into a literal crime scene seemed to shake him to his core. "Never should a peaceful place like Redwood have violence such as this. I'm sorry." He lowered his head.

The pink haired man cursed under his breath and stalked away. Calvin watched him walk away and then he decided to approach Giles. "How do we stop this?" Giles sighed. He had known this would come and although he was determined to stop it this time, he couldn't risk the killer finding out. Giles lied. "It can not be stopped. Lana and I are powerless to stop it. You must choose an area to investigate."

Calvin blinked. He looked over at his wife who was crying historically while Sage tried to calm her down.   He understood what he had to do. Giles realized he was deeply and truly afraid. His own cousin had been murdered in the same twisted game. He glanced at Lana. Time for this sick fucking twisted game to begin.