Whispers of the Dark Group 1

Noah figured he’d end this round off ceremoniously. It was simple, all he had to do was do the repetitive. He walloped on the wall with his arms, the slapping noise ringing throughout the room. “Hey guys, we’re going to do this round differently from the last. I know you’re wondering what I mean by that, but it is rather simple. This is the final round, which means that instead of the lights going out and all, you all had a chance to submit your vote and try to eliminate the murderer.”

Did any of them submit a vote?

No.

“None of you were voted or accused as the murderer.” Simple right? Well now for the next step.. Noah would withdraw his retractable knife and walk around each person, trying to appear as dreadful and creepy as possible, waving his fake knife around. Sure, he looked like a fool from the outsider’s perspective, but he was trying to get into the groove.

He finally stopped upon the true murderer. He stabbed Emily with the fake knife in their chest, smiling with satisfaction. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Luca. Or should I say… EMILY.” He looked at the others, “It seems you missed the major aspect, the fact that Luca never stated their true role in comparison to the rest of you. After all, why would a murderer say they are a hitman?” He frowned, demonstrating a face of fake pity.

“Oh well. You all are now free to go.” He stepped aside, allowing the group to leave.

@Emily Shephard, @Ophelia Northwell, @Scout Fu-Hai, @Theo Vendeberg, @Alejandro Garcia, @Quinn Brook, Boris Darwell (@Alliasta Holista), @Minnie Duke