Chapter 2: Blamed To Death

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As the guests gathered around in the library, one of the guests named, bob, discussed the incident of what had happened to the bridge.

Bob: I see... It looks like we're stuck here, the storm has flooded the causeway and the bridge has been destroyed.
(Told. Bob, Calmly)

Annie: What are we gonna do? We're not just gonna stay here with a serial killer lurking around the shadows!? Or maybe it's Leopold himself!

Carl: That can't be true, Mr Schmidt was only preparing dinner for us right before the incident happened!

Gene: look!
(Gene at the phone nearby)
there's a landline we can use to call the authorities!

Gene paced towards the landline as he put the phone's headset in his ear as he tapped the hang up button many times, but there was no sound from the headset.

Gene: It's no use, the line is dead.

The guests then begin to panic as they begin an Overwhelming sense of dread, while somebody is becoming berserk of what might happen to them.

Walter: woah woah everybody, come on give it a rest. And let's figure a way out of this!

Dianne: he's right, we're just gonna stay calm. Alright?

While everybody calmed down, Leon suddenly came in at the library while clueless about what had happened.

Leon: hey, have you guys seen, Leopold?

Bob: buddy, you may have to sit down for this.

As bob was about to explain to Leon, Leopold suddenly appeared at the library while concerned.

Leopold: sorry I'm late everybody, my shirt got dirty so I changed it. So... What's going on? I heard screams around the library, did something happen?
(Asked. Leopold, worriedly.)

Edward: You're a monster Mr. Schmidt! You think you could just commit murder and get away with it?!
(Said. Edward angrily, as he moved towards Leopold while he points directly at his face.)

Leopold: murder?! What are you talking about?
(Asked. Leopold nervously.)

Bob: you're going away for a long time fella.

Leopold: look I honestly don't know what is going on here

Norman: oh really? Maybe that dead boy in the next room will refresh your memory!

Leopold: what do you mean? There's NOTHING in the next room, i've already been there and I thought you guys went away.
(Told. Leopold, honestly.) Come I'll show you.

The guests then agreed as he then led them back to the dining room. As they arrived at the area, their eyes widened in surprise as they were shocked to find charlie's body is not at the chair anymore as if the body vanished into thin air followed by the thunder, clapping outside, roaring furiously as the electrifying lightning zipped across the cloudy night sky. The guests, then turned their heads upon Leopold as they all looked at him suspiciously.

Bob: alright Schmidt! Where is she?! Where did you hide the body?
(Asked, bob towards Leopold while suspecting him as the culprit.)

Leopold: What body?! Alright, I don't know what's happening here. But look, I'm a man of god, and never killed anybody! Why would I jeopardize my entrance into heaven?

Bob: if I were you, I'd keep your mouth shut! Till you talk to a lawyer. (Replied. Bob to Leopold.)

Leopold: I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY!
(Snapped. Leopold.)

Just after Leopold shouted towards bob, the thunder, clapped once again which causes the mansion to be blacked out. Which made everybody gasped in fear, the killer then made its move to eliminate his target. The killer then grabbed a knife off the dinner table, as the culprit then stabbed Leopold to death to the back many times until he lay flat on the floor while the culprit then fled the scene to avoid getting caught. As the power returned, they were frightened to see Leopold lying face down on the floor with a knife nailed to his back.

Bob: don't touch the knife! There could be fingerprints on that handle.

Walter: if Mr Schmidt isn't the killer, then who?

Bob: the murderer.... Is one of us... (Bob looked around at everybody suspiciously.) But we can't tell who it was until they were caught in the act. Okay everyone, it's important that we all stay calm for now..
(Asked. Bob to the rest of the guests.)

 Orlando: How are we supposed to calm down?! There's a killer in this mansion! We'll get out of here! We're all gonna die!

Walter: Hey bud! Pull yourself together!
(Shouted. Walter, as he began to slap Orlando until he pushed him behind the china cabinet.)

After Orlando was pushed, a plate fell off from the cabinet and Bob then picked the plate up and noticed a bullet hole on the center of the plate. And Walter also noticed a gun planted behind the plate that fell. Bob then measured the gun which is aimed towards the seat where Leopold is supposed to sit down. He then puts the plate together and measures the bullet hole from the broken plate, to the gun's barrel which is perfectly matched.

Bob: looks like charlie was an accidental kill...

Orlando: what do you mean, bob? (Asked. Orlando, curiously.)

Bob: this gun was time to fire directly at that chair where Leopold Schmidt would've been sitting! But he left, and charlie was in the wrong place at the wrong time! So whoever the murderer is, they were after Leopold Schmidt, and not charlie... But the question is, who's here wanted James wood dead?
(Asked. Bob, Seriously while he looked at everybody.)

The guests didn't say a word as they looked at each other while they were scared, as the ambience of the mansion makes the guests have chills down their spines.

Bob: alright, let's look around and see if we can find any more clues.

The guests then wandered around the mansion as they searched for clues as they were in separate groups. As bob is searching for clues while investigating the whole incident, the culprit suddenly appeared behind bob as he hit his head with a vase which distracts the whole group from the vase shattering. After bob falls down the stairs, the culprit fled the area without getting caught as he hid back in the shadows. Meanwhile, walter sprints towards bob as he checked his pulse but surprisingly, bob is alive but he is knocked out unconscious. The men then carried bob to a safe place on the couch while he was unconscious from the blow.

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