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6 AM

After Amani had disappeared, we all stare at Rosalie and back away. "You? B-but, how?" Chlorine was just as surprised as all of us. "You killed your friend?" I ask. "Guys! ...Back away..." Jackson stood in front of us "She could be holding the weapon with her". Rosalie gasped like she was hurt "It is not me! I swear! I never killed anyone!" "You're the murderer! We won't let you kill us!" Jackson yelled. Rosalie was angry, jaw dropped. After a few seconds of struggling, she said, "You guys are wrong to think it's me. If you vote me, you all will die".

Nothing happened. Rosalie sat in the bedroom. While Chlorine, Jackson and I sat in the living room. Jackson sighed "And for me to believe her.." "It's ok Jackson. None of us knew" I try to smile. "But... what if she wasn't it. What if what she said was true?" Jackson frowned. "She said that to trick us" Chlorine's tone keeps us quiet.

We had turned on the TV. There wasn't much to do. Jackson fell asleep, he needed it. He seemed very tired. Every now and then, the TV would make static noise, turn off then on. After it had finished, there was a new channel on. Rosalie was still in the bedroom. I wonder what she was doing. No one talked for a long time. It's like everything stood still. Soon after, Rosalie came out of the bedroom and grabbed water. She sat at the kitchen counter and didn't speak. Jackson woke up with a loud groan, "Huh?" "That's it?" Chlorine asks. "Yeah.." Now, Jackson looks more sleepy. He got up and went to wash his face. I noticed as he went to the bathroom, Rosalie gave him a glare. What was that about? But she also looked back at me. Creepy. Time went by fast. For the last time, the lights started to flicker. "Well, guys... nice knowing you".

"-It's 6AM the lights flicker out-"

"-It's time for the murderer to play-"

When the lights turned off, none of us were next to each other. I couldn't tell where I was going. Now that I know Rosalie is the murderer, I just have to find Jackson or Chlorine so that I can save them. Unfortunately, I failed. Then, the lights slowly turned on.

"-The lights have turned on-"

"-Wait... something seems off-"

"-Oh my! It appears one has died-"

"-The house guest, Chlorine, has been murdered-"

"-They were choked to death-"

Chlorine... I turn to find Chlorine sitting on the chair in the dark room with his limbs tied together. Jackson looked at me, I looked at Rosalie and she looked at Jackson.

"-It's time for the house guests to vote-"

I wish we could've known it was her way before we lost everyone. Rest in peace.

"-The guest believe Carlos is the murderer-"

"What??!" I look a Jackson. He started to laugh "Good game, Carlos".  "Jackson? You did it!?" I'm filled with anger but at the same time, I'm disappointed. "But how? Rita said you're survivor". "Heh, well, you see" he started " With the help of the dark psychic, my role has been hidden". "Dark psychic?" All I could do is ask how. How did this happen? How were we all tricked into this? How did we even get here? How-? I turn to face Rosalie. Her expression was way different than Jackson's. She looked upset and guilty, rather than being happy about her win. "What have I done?" she whispered. "I can't believe I helped you! I got my friends killed, for you! I got everyone dead, for you! Everyone! Gone! For YOU!!" tears came down her face. "What are you saying?" Jackson yelled back.

"-This conclusion is.. Incorrect-"

I knew what I had to do. Rosalie was forced to work with him. I grab the taser and toss it to her. "Rosalie! Catch!"

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Before Carlos disappeared, he threw me a taser. I gasp. Jackson grabbed his weapon and ran up to me. "You better put that down!" he shouted while nearly stabbing me. "NO!" I wait for the right moment and press the button, releasing the shock that travels throughout Jackson's body. "Urgh!!" he drops the knife and collapses to the ground, screaming in pain. I grab the knife so he can't get it. Behind me, the wall starts to rise up. It's actually a door! I run out, looking behind me to make sure Jackson is still on the ground. He's struggling  to escape but can't move. All I could do was run.

                                                                                                  ***

I run down a long hallway. Run. Go. Leave. Get out of here. I come to a stop. There was a few doors meaning one of them is freedom. The first door I open was a closet. I slam it closed in frustration, desperately awaiting the one with outdoor freedom. I open the second door and to my complete and utter shock, I found myself standing in a room full of people. Faces I recognized stared back at me. "Rosalie!!" shouted a familiar voice. I felt like the room was spinning. After I regained my composure, I saw it was Zahrah! I looked around and noticed everyone that had got voted off was in here. The were relived to see me. "Keep the door open, once it closes, it locks from the inside" Mason warns.

We all head towards the third and final door. I opened the door and a bright beam of light lit our gloomy faces. "We're.. free!" Annie smiles. "Rosalie? What about Jackson?" Carlos asks. Jackson! Without thinking, I ran towards a window to see if Jackson was still on the ground. He wasn't there.

                                                                                                  The End