Murder Mystery 2018

Intermission : three

Written by Alpha

Rotten walked around in the dark emptiness of the endless space, as others have done before her. However, she hadn't realized in that moment that she wasn't alone. For a second, she stopped in her tracks, drawing the conclusion that nothing was in existence. Walking and moving around could have simply been an illusion for her.

Rotten, the third victim, had thus completed the dead people trio.

The girl continued to move her head around the empty space, slowly feeling herself going crazy at the sight of pure nothingness. She was alone, and for god knows how long she was going to "live" in this afterlife. Hope was about to be lost for Rotten until she was spotted by the duo of Alpha and Nova.

"Rotten!" Nova hollered. She ran up to her and threw her arms around her. "Rotten, my dude, oh my god! I'm so happy you're dead!"

"Uh... thanks?" she replied. "Is this life after death?"

"Well enough it is," said Alpha as he walked up to the two of them, "However, we prefer to call it the Dead People Club. Seeing as you've showed an interest in joining, we must now perform an initiation: dying. Oh, looks like you've completed it. Congratulations, you are officially a member. Welcome to the club." He finished his statement with a bow.

"You are still an ass," Rotten narrowed her eyes at the boy.

"I missed you too," Alpha sneered.

Nova let go of Rotten and got on her knees, pleading with puppy eyes. "Rotten, my lord and savior, please tell me you have stuffed crust pizza with bacon wrapped around it."

"It's like you're trying to get heart disease," Alpha muttered.

"The hell?" Rotten looked down at Nova with confusion painted on her face in messy strokes. "If there was any food on me, I would've eaten it by now."

Nova felt her soul shatter at the news. "But, I thought..." She got up on her feet and got in Alpha's face. "You told me I could've asked that... that... thing! You told me I could've asked it whatever I wanted and I would've gotten it!"

Alpha crossed his arms. "I did not say those exact-"

"Hold up," Rotten interrupted. "You mean to tell me you asked for me to die?"

Nova turned around. "I didn't say your name in specifics, no, but now I'm kinda glad you were sent down here so that you can suffer!"Rotten felt rage run through her insides like a racing track, feeling her muscles tense up. "That's it! You're going down!" She lunged at Nova, and continued to throw punches at her opponent.

Nova tried her best to block or dodge the attacks while attempting to hurt her back. "This isn't as exciting when I'm the one doing the work!" she yelled.

The two went at it like hunter and prey until Alpha stepped in the middle of the scene and pushed the two away from each other. "Enough! Both of you! This sounds so unlike me, but I really don't want to be left alone in this place after you two kill each other."

Rotten took a deep breath in attempts to control her anger. "Fine, then take me to the person who you gave your request to. I'll kill them instead."

Alpha sighed. "Just... look behind you. However, I don't think you can kill what you see..."

Rotten turned around as she was told, and she was officially on display.

"Go ahead, introduce yourself. Let the spectators know who you are and what you so desire."

"If I must. Hello there, I am Rotten. And, if it isn't obvious, I'm dead. But, aren't we all? Anyways, I have a small request. I would like one of my enemies come and join me. Since I can't fight with Nova, I want someone I can fight," she finished with a devious smile.

"You want someone to die just so you can hurt them further. Why do I feel like that's more cruel than I would ever imagine?" Alpha asked.

Rotten whipped her head back. "Don't test me. I have a lot of anger over being dead."

The trio, or the newfound Dead People Club, vanished into the darkness shortly after.