Chapter 14

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The kingdom in complete silence. The recruits haven't heard anything from their fearless leader since Dawns death..... and they probably won't. The kingdom walls in silence, the winds are all that can be heard throughout everything. The palace stands there in the middle of it all, glistening in the moonlight, making it the only thing that's peaceful at the moment. Inside, the palace itself was silent. Except two quiet voices that spoke to one another.

"Well... another death... have you found out anything yet?" The one voice asked out of the blue. The one voice answered quietly back:

"I have. The murderer would've had to be quiet... and unassuming..... someone a lot of people trust.. like... one of the girls perhaps-"

"No... none of the two of them would be capable of murder....." the first voice interrupted the second rudely.

"How would you know......?" The second voice asked the first.

"Most murderers are quiet.... an assuming people!" The second voice yelled quietly. The first sighed.

"Tell me when you find anything useful."
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Morning. Everyone accounted for. Eight cold corpses never to see the day light again, and six living, wanting to, but might never get the chance to. Adam, Seto, Mitch, Jerome, Trish, and Alyssa are all still alive and suspicious, but, only one can be the guilty party behind all this.

"Why don't you tell us what you saw." Adam told Alyssa calmly, getting up from his, soft, comfortable one seat chair. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink. Alyssa looked down sadly, but then looked up smiling! She jumped out of her chair and ran towards Trish, pulling her into the middle.

"Woah!! Jeez.... calm down bro!" Trish said, rebalancing herself properly onto the floor. Alyssa did sherades. She grabbed Trish's hand, and lifted it. Then she dropped it and pointed to her head.

"What?!" Trish asked, more confused then ever. Alyssa sighed, and did it again. Slower. Trish turned her head.

"You want me to touch your head?" Trish asked, her voice screaming confusion. Alyssa rapidly nodded her head, smiling. Trish shrugged her shoulders, and muttered something under her breath, as she touched Alyssa's head with her left hand.
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Three people running fast fast fast through the forbidden hall ways, rushing towards the kitchen. Getting there a few minutes later, they didn't hesitate to try and find whoever screamed. Quinten, Ian, and Alyssa had their backs turned to the meat cabnit, and that door slowly opened with a creek. Quinten was the last on the row, skeptical about his surroundings. Although, he didn't have to worry about it any longer. The killer snuck uo behind him with a butchers knife and brought it down on Quinten's back. Blood splattered everywhere like an orange in a juicer, and Alyssa and Ian turned around sharply to see the final moment of Quinten's death. Ian had shouted to Alyssa to run into the dining room, and she did so, a few seconds later followed by Ian.
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Trish snapped back into the world as she once knew, and looked around, seeing what's left of them looking at her sadly.

"I-I know how Quinten died........"

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