(The scene opens in the darkness of the manor. The GROUNDSKEEPER switches on the lights.)
COLONEL: (Sternly) What the hell is going on? Where's Celine?
GROUNDSKEEPER: (Simply) She's gone. And so is everyone else. (Begins to walk past the four of you)
DETECTIVE: (Yells) Wait a minute, where the hell do you think you're going?!
GROUNDSKEEPER: (Over his shoulder) Away from here! This place is cursed!
(The BUTLER enters, stepping out of the GROUNDSKEEPER's way as he passes)
If you'd half a brain, you'd all do the same. (Exits)
COLONEL: (Yells) Don't walk away from me! Where's Celine?! Where's Damien?!
CHEF: (Growls) I've spent twenty-five years cooking for these uppity-fucks. I'm not about to die for 'em! I quit! Bitch! (Exits)
(The BUTLER steps forwards and places a hand on the COLONEL's shoulder.)
BUTLER: (Concerned) I know things seem far beyond your control right now, but such that it is for all of us here. I shall take my leave, and I implore you to do the same.
COLONEL: (Harshly) I. Won't let. My friends. Die. In this godforsaken house! And if you all are too much of a coward to do the same, you had best leave before I kill you myself! (Turns to exit)
DETECTIVE: Now you hold on a second, I've got more questions-!
(The DETECTIVE puts a hand on the COLONEL's shoulder in an attempt to stop him, but the COLONEL pushes him away.)
COLONEL: (Yells) Get your hands off me! (Exits)
DETECTIVE: (Frustrated) What the hell is going on here?! (Exits)
BUTLER: (To you) I know he's in pain, and I know that you might be too... but we need to leave this place. (Starts to exit) There's only death here now.
(As the BUTLER exits, the area around you begins to distort. You can hear your heartbeat echoing in your ears.)
???: (Behind you)(Whispers) Hey!
(You turn around quickly, but see nothing. You glance around in a panic.)
???: (Whispers) Help...!
(You turn to the hallway again to see that the room has gotten darker. You hear the sound of your own heartbeat echoing through your ears as the sounds of familiar voices urge you to come down the halls.)
C̶̨̻̀Ö̶̘L̵̺̯̊O̷͔̿͝N̶̩̼̋͌Ȩ̶̛͙L̷̖͌̅: Madness!
D̷͔͛̅E̵̞̱͋T̷͓̩͛͛Ȇ̴͓͎͊C̶̭̳͐̚T̷̨͖̓̈́Ȋ̴̛͍̮V̸̹͚̋͂E̷͓̋̽: You wanna talk about madness? Madness is stealing your best friend's wife!
(You begin to walk down the hall in a daze-like state as you listen to the voices)
M̴̗̗̈́A̸̰͛̀Y̷̮͂Ő̵̲Ȑ̶̠̫̒: Be careful!
(You find yourself at the top of the spiral staircase now.)
Ḿ̵̨͈̑Ǎ̶̯̦̈́R̷̬̋K̸̭̓͌: Now this evening, it's not all about the poker; it's not all about me...
(You arrive in the foyer.)
M̸̙̐A̶̝̽Y̶̕ͅO̸̡͒̃R̷͍̀͘: Can't we resolve this amicably?
C̷̳͎̃̾Ŏ̴͍͓L̴̞̑O̶̺͛N̸̞͕͂͌E̴͚͐L̸̠̠̀: Life needs a bit of madness, eh, chap?
M̷͈̃A̷͉͍͂̃Ỹ̸͓ͅO̴̙̫̍̾R̴̰̕: Good to let the beast out every once and a while, eh, old friend?
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Who Killed Markiplier - Transcript
Mystery / ThrillerMarkiplier is dead... what was supposed to be a lively game of poker with close and trusted friends has taken a sinister twist. Someone has murdered Markiplier and now it's up to you to find out whodunit! But be careful... because can you really tru...
