Who'll carry the Link?
The situation has become more than what the remaining guests would consider desperate. At least now that Mrs. Peacock has become the latest victim of the ever-shrinking group. They tried to get away and they couldn't, they tried to find the killer, but they have already run off into the forest, and they tried to always stay together, but their will power just wasn't strong enough.
"Oh, God!" Cried Miss Peach who then fell sobbing into Prince Azure's arms, "I can't bear it! I just can't!"
"Anybody else like to make a go for escape?" Challenged Prince Azure.
Prof. Plum was stooping down to ground level, his spectacles on his head. He was curiously examining his bicycle.
"We can't," Plum replied grimly, "The killer has destroyed the tires as well."
"What is that paper in her hand?" Inquired Col. Mustard, "I recall when Brunette recited the rhyme hours ago in the Studio, he mentioned a clerk."
Prince Azure pried open Mrs. Peacock's cold dead fingers and yanked out the paper that was carefully placed in her hand. On one side, it was one of Mrs. Peacock's writings on cardinals and blue jays. On the other side was different handwriting all together. It was a second blackmail list…
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Prof. Plum, Miss Peach and Col. Mustard were in the Billiard Room waiting for Prince Azure to return from the body.
"Why didn't he simply come with us?" Asked Prof. Plum.
"I don't know," replied Col. Mustard, "he said something about reading over the list by himself."
"Oh I do wish he would just hurry up," Miss Peach cried with her blonde hair bouncing up and down, "Philippe can easily be murdered when he's alone."
"Don't worry about me," said Prince Azure standing in the doorway, "I was just checking the list over. It's the list that Dr. Black was going to blackmail us with."
"Hold it!" Commanded Col. Mustard, "Nobody is going to read that list until Scarlet is in here!"
"Hmmm," said Prof. Plum as he smoked his pipe, "Where is Miss Scarlet AND M. Brunette?
"I last left them when they didn't want to come search the body," replied Col. Mustard, "Miss Scarlet insisted that the murderer was going to be there. I simply couldn't say no to her so, I let her and Brunette return to the mansion."
"But I'm sure they are alright," predicted Miss Peach, "after all they were together with each other."
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Sadly as it appeared, Miss Peach was more than wrong. There was a horrid shock for them in the Studio. The lights in the room were broken making the room in entire darkness. There was a modeling recliner in room to pose for paintings. The sofa was directly below the giant painting of the rhyme. M. Brunette was upon the recliner in a straight position. His body was lifeless and still. His eyes were still open in final surprisement. His brushy moustache no longer possessed its usual twitch. Next to Brunette were two lit Candlesticks providing the rooms only light. Brunette was dead, and that wasn't all……