A Murderer Among Us | A Hermitcraft Murder Mystery |

Chapter 7

Grian stared at X's dead body. Who would do such a thing? Poison their friend? Grian looked at the remaining hermits. Mumbo, Doc, Cub, Scar, Iskall, Ren, and me...

"Now I am really curious...who the hell would have poison on them?!" Iskall shouted, looking at everyone. He glared at Doc.

"Everyone should empty their pockets. We have to make sure that no one's carrying anything lethal," Scar suggested.

"Good idea," Doc said, "All I have is my trident." He put the trident on the table.

"I have some rockets and a few eggs for some reason," Grian laid the rockets and the handful of eggs on it.

"I have some redstone stuff..." Mumbo said as he dumped a bunch of redstone supplies.

"Why do you have so much redstone?" Iskall asked.

"You never know when it will come in handy," Mumbo chuckled.

"I have some redstone too," Cub said, "and a few diamonds,"

"Why do you have diamonds?!" Ren laughed. Cub flushed.

"Well, unlike Cub, I have ice and concrete," Ren said as he dropped his materials.

"I also have some concrete and redstone," Scar said. The only one who hadn't put anything on the table was Iskall.

"Do you have anything?" Mumbo asked his friend. Iskall stayed quiet, staring at Doc. 

He doesn't trust Doc... Grian thought. 

"I have a sword, but I'm not leaving it," Iskall finally said, still scowling at Doc.

"Is that all you have?" Doc asked calmly.

"No."

"What else do you have?"

"A dragon head," He put it on the table.

"The only thing on the table that could be dangerous is that trident, Doc." Scar said. "And Iskall's sword,"

"I'M NOT GIVING UP THE SWORD!!" Iskall shouted. Scar was startled.

"I never said that..."

"But that's a good idea," Doc said. Iskall looked disgustedly at Doc. "Both of these weapons can't be in the possession of anyone, including me. So Iskall, can you please cooperate?" Iskall stayed quiet for a while, holding his sword tightly. 

"No. I need my sword for protection." 

Doc sighed. "C'mon man..."

"No."

"Iskall, you're gonna protect everyone if you give your sword. I'm sure Doc will put it somewhere safe!" Ren said, putting his hand on the Swede's shoulder. Iskall hesitated.

"Fine." He gave his sword to Doc, still staring him down. "Better not use it." 

Doc laughed. "Why would I?"

"You never know who the murderer might be..." Doc left, carrying the trident and sword. The rest of them stood there, around the table.

"Should we take back our stuff?" Mumbo asked, desperately looked at his redstone, "They might despawn,"

Oh, yeah...despawning... Grian thought. I need those rockets... The hermits stayed still. Everyone was afraid to move. A few moments passed as the items floated on the table. 

"So, no one's gonna take their stuff?" Scar asked, looking at the bobbing items. "'Cause I'm gonna take mine," He grabbed his concrete and redstone, being cautious of not taking anyone else's stuff. Cub followed his friend's decision.

"Imma take my stuff, too," Ren said, quickly swiping up his materials. Iskall, Mumbo, and Grian also took back their stuff. The remaining hermits waited for Doc to return.

"Okay! I've successfully hidden them," Doc said, as he entered the room. "Now, no one can stab anyone." 

"But no one else had any poison or anything," Ren pointed out. The hermits stayed quiet. 

"Maybe the murderer hid it somewhere?" Cub said.

"Then we're searching everyone's rooms," Doc said, crossing his arms. The remaining seven hermits headed upstairs, and searched Mumbo's room first. Mumbo stood outside, waiting for the rest of the hermits to finish. Each of them had their room searched, but in vain. Not a single vial of poison was found.

"Great. Now we check the whole house," Iskall said sarcastically. Ren rolled his eyes. The hermits all headed downstairs and sat down at the table.

"Hold up, where's Mumbo?" Grian asked, looking around frantically for his friend. "I hope he didn't..."

"Maybe he's still upstairs?" Iskall asked. Both Grian and Iskall ran upstairs and saw Mumbo dead on the ground with a sword through his back. 

Iskall choked,

"That's my sword..."