It took us what felt like an hour to find the body of the latest dead one, though it couldn't have been more than ten minutes. I couldn't believe it. Four of us were already dead. Alexander, Chloe, Eliza, and Annabeth were dead. Forever gone from this world. I just wanted this to end. Zachariah came back, holding the body. "Richard." he simply said. he had been gagged with a bed sheet, so that explains why there was no sound during his... fatality. "We have to put a stop to this. Nobody will survive much longer if this "charade" keeps going." So, once more, we examine what the hints and clues actually mean. "Guys, do you think its a coincidence that embedded is used, then someone was suffocated using a bed sheet?" We all think about that. Then, Zachariah suddenly stood up. "That's it!" he cried. He ran back to where ever he found the body, and came back, a triumphant smile on his face. He held out a piece of paper. "I remembered that something was sticking out of the pillow. I thought it was my imagination, so I left it alone. But it was really clue number three!"
We all looked at the note. It read;
Congratulations on finding this note! You are one step closer to getting the hell out of here! Here is clue number three;
What is another word for the thing that squirts out number two?
"THAT MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE!" Connie screamed. We all agreed that this clue was probably useless. Then, Rocky stood up. "Behind" Rocky said. "Behind" he repeated. We all looked behind the note.
"You got the trick, and you got me. Here is the FINAL hint you will need. Where did you find this note?" Zachariah raced the room, and came back, holding a folded note. It read; "Your clues lead up to me, now open me up, and answer this; can an arm mold? We opened up the note, and found a severed arm, and then a scream came. We all looked around. "Where's Connie and Arnold?" We raced to the nearest door, flung open the door, and there was Arnold, a bloody knife in his hand. "Ah, well, I guess you guys found me." He threw the knife at Zachariah, where it punctured his lung. Then he grabbed another knife, where did he get so many knives? I thought, and threw it at Rocky, where it killed him on the spot. Then, he turned toward me, and hit me over the head with a pan.
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The killer behind the scene
HorrorYou are never alone. You find yourself stuck in a house with your nine buddies, and with just your luck, one of them is a killer, content with picking each of you off day by day. Every time the murderer strikes, you have a chance to decide who is it...