Where The Leaves Fall (an object oc fic, read desc)

"They fall like leaves... one-by-one." -cause
TW: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, WEAPONS, DEATH/GORE, PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA/TRAUMA OF MOST FORMS (excluding s#xual trauma because I do not put those in my stories), THEMES OF TORTURE, MENTAL ILLNESS, and some others. If you are sensitive to these topics, click off! I do not want to negatively affect any reader who is unaware of these elements. :3 This is my first book,
so constructive criticism is welcome/appreciated!
In a middle-of-nowhere town disconnected from the rest of the world, a diverse community of objects thrived in a bountiful paradise. But when people start to vanish and be found as rotting corpses, the happy community is thrown into turmoil and disarray.
Everyone is trying to find the killer amongst them, but the killer leaves behind no evidence, and time is running out.
The principle they learn to live by: Do not trust anyone, even those you love.

NOTES:
OH MY HELIUM I JS REALIZED THE NAME IS THAT OF A MENTAL HEALTH MAGAZINE BUT I DON'T WANNA CHANGE IT :(
I made this idea in 2023, left it behind a couple months later, and picked it back up recently, I might take time between posts trying to decide who goes next.
Lil' spoiler, not everyone dies! <3