Everyone gasped. "It's not Yami!" someone whispered. They al started to crowd, but Prof. Kiroku pushed them back.
"Give him air!" KMiroku cried. He reached down and checked his pulse. "He's dead!" Miroku declared.
"Alright, which one of you did?" Bakura asked.
"Us?" Mai exclaimed, "What about you?"
"I didn't do it! Miroku had the gun,"
"But I didn't do it either," Miroku said, "Someone grabbed the gun from me in the dark and it went off. See, there's no bullet wound on the body," he said, turning Seto over.
"The bullet broke the vase on the mantle," Joey said, pointing he and Miroku rushed over to it, "See, there's the bullet hole in the wall."
"Well somebody musty have killed him!" Sango cried.
"I need a drink!" Kagome yelled She poured a glass of brandy, and statred to gulp it.
"Maybe he was poisoned!" Miroku cried. Kagome's face went white, and she started screaming hysterically. Bakura grabbed her arm and dragged her over to the couch.
"Kagome, please stop screaming," he yelled at her. Failing to reach her, he suddenly began slapping her violently. Everyone looked at him in surprise. He stopped when Kagome, her face red with handprints, glared at him coldly.
"I… I had to stop her from screaming. I can't stand nervous people. It makes me nervous." Bakura said, wringing his handkerchief.
"Was the brandy poisoned?" Mai asked. They rushed to the dropped glass. It was empty.
"I guess we'll never know," Sango said.
"Unless she dies too," Bakura said. The other five guests crowded around Kagome. Watching, waiting to see if she'd drop dead. She looked at them all nervously. Suddenly, a aloud shriek came from nowhere.
"The billiard room!" Yami shouted. They jumped over Seto's body and rushed to the billiard room, The door closed and locked.
"It must be the murderer," Yami said, jiggling the handle.
"Why would he scream?" Joey asked.
"He must have a victim in there," Sango gasped, "Oh my God, Tea!"
"Oh my God!" Bakura cried. All of a sudden, the door dgave way. Tea stood in there gasping for air.
"Are you alright?" Yami asked her.
"No thanks to you!" Tea shouted,. "You locked in here with the murderer you freaky-haired idiot!"
"The murderer's here?" Miroku asked.
"Where?" Balura asked.
"Where?" Tea repeated. "Here." Bakura looked behind the door, " We're all looking at him- or her-! It's like Sango said in the study: one of you is the killer."
"How do you know I said that?" Sango asked.
"I was listening." Tea replied.
"Why were you screaming?" Bakura asked her.
"I was scared," Tea said, starting to cry, "I drank the brandy too. I can't stay in here alone."
"Come back to the study with us, sweetheart," Mai said, taking Tea's hand.
"With the murderer?" Tea asked, still crying.
"There's safety in numbers, doll face," Joey said, shaking the wrench in his palm. The walked back to the study, where Kagome sat wringing her hands on the couch. They all sat down, but Yami paced.
"This wasn't supposed to happen." Yami said. "I had no intentions of anyone being killed."
"You?" Joey said. "So this is all your doin'?!"
"Please, everyone, let me explain," Yami said, "I have indeed deceived you. I was once Seto's butler, but it was not his death tonight that brought my employment with him to an end. Like you, I was a victim. Or… At least my wife, Ishsizu was. When my wife was young, she gained many friends who… who were socialists," Yami began to cry. Mai went over to him, and gave him her handkerchief. He dried his eyes, and continued, "Seto Body found out about her friends, and threatened that unless she gave him the names, he would have her arrested in their stead. She refused, but in exchange for her life, I offered that we work for Seto for no pay. We became slaves! Then… sadly… my wife… she…" he wiped at his eyes, and blew his nose with a loud honk. "Well… to make a long story short-"
"Too late," Joeys said.
"The suicide of my wife. It plagued on my mind, until I devised a plan to bring all of Seto's victims here, confront him, and make him confess to the police. But, as you see, it's all backfired."
"So, what do we do now?" Sango asked.
"We only have one choice," Yami said, "Wait for the police to arrive."
"Wonderful," Mai said, "we'll all go to the chair."
"Is there anyone else in the house?" Miroku asked.
"Only the cook," Yami and Tea said. Everyone jumped up and exclaimed , "The cook!" They took off running down the hall into the kitchen. Bakura was the first to arrive in the room. He stopped by the large freezer, and he and everyone else looked around the room.
"Well… where is she?" Bakura asked. Then, the freezer door opened, and Keade the Cook's lifeless body toppled out! Mai screamed, and Bakura caught the cook's lifless shell in his arms, exclaiming, "I didn't do it!! Could someone help me?" he asked as the weight if the body dragged him down to the floor.
After Kaede's body was on the floor, Joey turned, and asked, "Alright, which one of ya's did it?"
"What do you mean 'which one of us did it?!" Sango yelled. "You could have done it!"
"I was with the rest of you guys!" Joeyt yelled back, "How could I have done it? Who had the knife? Wasn't it Kagome?"
"But I dropped it after Brandy incident," Kagome said, getting weepy again, "Anyone of you could have picked it up."
"That's right," Miroku said, "Any of us could be the killer."
"Hey, there's only one admitted killer, and it's ain't me," Joey said defensively. "Right, Sango?"
"Me?!" Sango demanded. "I've admitted nothing!"
"Come on, we all know you bumped off your husbands," Joey said, backing her into a corner, "Just how many have you had anyway?"
"Mine or other women's?" she asked nervously.
"Just yours, doll," he said.
"Five," she answered.
"Five?" Joey asked, confused.
"Five!?" everyone exclaimed in disbelief.
"Just five," Sango said, crossing her arms.
"You're a black widow!" Joey yelled, pointing his finger at her, 'You lure men to their deaths like a spider with flies!"
"I belief men should be like Kleenex's. Soft, strong, and disposable." Sango said defiantly.
"Who cares!" Mai yelled, "Doesn't anybody care that someone else is dead?!"
"Let's get her to study," Yami said calmly.
"Why should we take her to the study? Why can't we leave her here on the kitchen?" Bakura asked.
"Because I'm the butler," Yami said.
"What's that got to do with it?" Miroku asked.
"I like to keep the kitchen tidy, that's what," Yami said, glaring. The men sighed and lugged the heavy carcass off with them.
As they approached the study, Yami exclaimed, "He's gone!"
"What?" Joey asked, dropping Kaede.
"Who?" Kagome asked.
"What is it?" Bakrua asked.
"The body!" Yami cried again.
"What body?" Mai insisted.
"No body!" Joey cried, looking in.
"Huh?" everyone puzzled.
"Mr. Body's body is gone!" Yami clarified.
"Maybe he wasn't dead," Sango said.
"He was," Miroku insisted.
"Where is he?!" Mai cried pushing her way forward.
"Well, if he's gone, he wasn't dead," Tea suggested.
"But he was!" Miroku yelled, "I'm a doctor! I now these things, and that man was dead!"
"Well you're obviously not a good doctor, because he was obviously NOT DEAD!" Bakura yelled at Miroku, "And now we'll never know which one of you did it."
"What do you mean, "Which one of 'you'?" Mai asked.
"Well I didn't do it" Bakura said. Then, he had a brainstorm, "Maybe Mr. Body killed the cook!"
"YES!" everyone cried.
"How?" Yami asked composing himself. Everyone's faces fell in dismay.
"I need to use the powder room," Kagome sighed, wiping her face with a handkerchief. As she was gone, everyone was puzzling over this disturbing turn of events, when they suddenly heard Kagome screaming for help.
"HEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP!!!" she shrieked.
"Let's go everybody," Joey said, "she might have fallen in," The whole lot of them ran into the hall where they beheld a ghastly sight: Kagome as struggling with Seto Body!
"Seto's attacking her!" Tea cried, clinging to Miroku's arm.
"I'll stop him," Bakura yelled, running forward and pulling the fiend off of the frightened young woman.
"Wait a sec," Mai said, as Seto's body tumbled to the floor from Bakura's hands, "He's dead!"
"Again,.' Yami said. "He has new injuries," yami remarked as he lifted Seto's arm and let drop with a thud.
"You have blood on your hands…" Sango said in alarm at Bakura.
"I didn't do it!" Bakura cried, whipping out a handkerchief.
"I'm gonna faint," Kagome gasped as she fanned herself.
"Here, fall into my arms," Yami said, getting up and running up behind her. She let her legs give out, and slid right through his arms to the floor.
