The summer between my Sophomore and Junior year, something terrible happened. Knowing me, you might think it was Sabrina's rise to fame a a detective.
But it wasn't. I was happy for Sabrina. What I'm talking about is the time me and my friends got...
"Wakey wakey girls..... You wouldn't want to be caught sleeping when there is a....MURDERER among you......"
This was enough to wake me up. But I looked around, and saw...nobody.....
"Huh. Must have been a dream...a real weird dream." I muttered. I laid down to go back to sleep. But then I was confused. Who's house is this??? And aren't I supposed to be at Jamila's Birthday Party/Girls Night??
I rushed out of the bedroom, to see that all the bedrooms had wooden boards with names engraved on it. Mine was "Marley". "Okay, this isn't a normal house." I thought. I tried to find my best friends, but it was more complicated because everyone (Except Prasiddhi) was mixed up. Eventually, everyone gathered up in the living room of this mysterious house.
"Hey look at that, Viola," Charlotte began. "Its a camera. Maybe were being recorded!" Her tone suddenly changed to fearful.
"Wow!" Viola said, her excitement greatly differing from her twin's fear. Maybe It will record my violin playing!" She went back to the room labeled, "Indah", grabbed her violin, and came back to play it.
*Insert violin music*
"That's enough, Viola Violinist."
Everyone backed up from the camera.
"That caught me off guard!" Alicia said with a laugh. She was never one to be scared.
"This might sound dumb, but did that camera just talk to us???" Jordan asked.
"I know I know that voice, but I just cant put my finger on it." Prasiddhi said. "What did the voice say about murderers?" She asked, Suddenly seeming nervous.
"It will be fine, sweetheart." Amethyst responded while running up to hug Prasiddhi. She begins to calm down.
"Right. I should have lead with the whole 'Murderer' thing."
We came back to the camera to listen.
"Welcome to Flicker. Each of you has your own room. You should have woken up in yours, right?"
"Ummm, I think they were wrong." Ally said.
"WHAT?????? WHAT DO YOU MEAN WRONG!?"
"We woke up in the wrong rooms." I continued. "I woke up in the room labeled 'Marley' and my name is definitely not Marley."
"I woke up in the correct room. Maybe it was just by chance." Prasiddhi added.
"How am I supposed to know your names??? Anyway, Your supposed to go in there and go to sleep when the lights go out. Then the murderer can get to play."
"How do we know if we are the murderer or what role we are?" Sabrina asked.
"Good question, Sabrina. I have put a folded up paper with your role on it, and the directions for it, in your pockets while you were asleep. And NO peeking at someone else's, because if I catch you, you will be disqualified. And trust me, I WILL catch you. Anyway, the murderer can go into someone else's room and wake up their target, and use any method to kill them."
"Can someone who isn't the murderer come into someone's room and/or wake them up?" Adanna asked.
"Yeah, and can we sleep in a room that's not ours?" Mila asked.
"Both yes. Because if that wasn't the case, the murderer would be WAY too obvious. And the only Circumstance in which a murderer's target wouldn't die is if the medic placed a note on them saying, 'Protected'. Now, you must go into your rooms and find out your role. And again, NO PEEKING AT SOMEONE ELSE'S."
I grabbed the slip of paper out of my pocket and began to unfold it.
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I couldn't believe my eyes. I don't want to be a murderer! I ran into the bathroom and sobbed. I wonder if anyone saw me.
Through the sobs and mutters of "I don't want this....." and cries of "NOOOOOOO" I heard a familiar voice again.
"Dry your eyes, Jo Isabella-"
"Hey, don't you reveal my full name on LIVE TV!" I shouted.
"Wait, how do you know we are on live TV??"
"I literally watch this show." I responded.
"Well anyway, we aren't recording in here."
"Ok I guess.." I said, but I was skeptical.
"I know what's wrong, you don't want to kill anyone. This happens to everyone who gets murderer on my little game."
"That is it, precisely." I responded.
"And when that happens, I have a little off camera conversation with them. Murdering isn't that hard, they just need a little push. And I know just the push for you."
"What are you gonna do...." I said nervously.
"I know how envious you can be about your best friends.... *Sadistic Giggle*"
"Well how is it gonna work if you just told me???" I asked.
"Oh Jo...Jo...Jo....Your gonna forget we had this conversation."
I tried to exit the bathroom, but it was locked. "B-but I didn't L-l-lock the d-do-door?!!?"
"Because I did."
I tried to call for help. "HELP!! H-HE-HELP!!!!!"
"Jo, you know they can't hear you, right? *Creepy sadistic giggle*"
"NOOO! Nooo.... I-I n- ah..."
The last thing I heard as everything faded to black was the camera voice laughing manically.
