A Murderer Among Us | A Hermitcraft Murder Mystery |

Chapter 2

It seemed like years until they arrived at the dock. Doc spotted the giant modern house on the horizon, just about covering the sun as it set.

"Don't you just love it?" Scar said, breathing in the ocean air.

"What?" Cub asked, looking very confused at his friend.

"The air, duh." Scar replied. Doc loved it too. It was so...relaxing.

"Hey guys, does any of you know if Ren or Impulse's groups arrived yet?" asked Doc as they boarded their boat. 

"I just got a text from Mumbo that his group arrived," Xisuma said, looking at his phone, "Impluse said that they're still on the train,"

"When will they arrive?"

"Just asking right...now." X pressed the send button and waited for a response. We'll arrive in maybe 10-20 mins, Impulse replied. "Around 20 minutes," X said.

"Well, that's not that bad..."

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"Hey, guys!" Grian exclaimed as Doc, Scar, Cub, and X arrived on the island.

"Hey! How's it goin'?" Scar asked.

"Pretty good! Where's the others?" Grian asked, looking around for Impulse, Tango, and Zedaph.

"They're on their way. Impulse said in about 5 minutes will they reach the train station," X said, checking his phone.

"Soooooo.......should we wait?" Grian asked, cocking his head to the side. There was a slight pause.

"We can explore the house while we wait!" Iskall exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Ren agreed as he started running to the house. "Last one to the house is a rotten egg!" The group laughed as they started running towards the house. A few moments later, a boat arrived on the dock. 

"Hey! It's the rest of the group!" Scar exclaimed, bringing everyone's attention to the dock. 

"Hey, everyone!" Tango shouted from the boat. The hermits met the three and walked into the house. It was a long time since they all talked. Sure, they played on the same server, but they were in different parts of the world and hadn't seen each other for a while. Soon enough, it was late and they decided to have dinner.

"Man, that was fun! I'm gonna enjoy this vacation!" Iskall said, leaning back in his chair.

"I know! This will be fun!" Ren said with a grin. Dinner was over and it was time to sleep. They all had talked for hours, ending with Grian sleeping on Mumbo's shoulder and Concorp duo already in bed. It was already midnight and the hermits headed to sleep. 

"Grian, get off. We're going to sleep now," Mumbo said, as he gently pushed his sleeping friend off his shoulder. 

"Ughhh...fine..." Grian mumbled as he got off the couch and trudged up to his room. Mumbo followed him upstairs. 

"Night, Mumbo..."

"Night."

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Mumbo woke up early. Or, at least he thought. X was already up, watching TV while making breakfast. 

"Oh, good morning! Didn't expect you to be up already," X said while he watched the mustached man come down the stairs. 

"Yeah, me too mate," Mumbo laughed as he plopped down on the couch. The two sat in silence, the TV playing the background.

"I had a dream yesterday," X started, "It was scary..."

"What do u mean?" X stayed quiet for a moment. Suddenly, everything got quiet. 

"GOOD MORNING!!!!" shouted a voice that startled both of them. Iskall jumped down the stairs and strolled into the living room. Mumbo stared at him.

"What?"

"Nothing." The trio was quiet. 

"Why are u guys so quiet?" Iskall asked, looking between X and Mumbo.

"It's nothing," X said.

"You sure?"

"Yep." 

Soon, the other hermits woke up and ate their breakfast. The only hermit that wasn't awake was Impulse. "Can someone wake up Impulse?" Tango asked, slightly worried.

"I'll do it!" Grian exclaimed, jumped out of his chair, and ran upstairs.

"This isn't like Impulse..." Tango said.

"Maybe he's just really tired. We were up until midnight, you know." Zedaph said.

"Maybe."

After a few moments, they heard the soft footsteps of Grian padding down the stairs. But there was no Impulse behind him. "Where is he?" Tango asked, now even more worried. Grian just stood there, trembling. Finally, he spoke, his voice shaking,

"He's dead."