Chapter 3
POV Miss Scarlet
The First Victim
Miss Scarlet walked to the davenport accompanied by Colonel Mustard.
"I don't suppose you have a light do you Colonel?" Miss Scarlet questioned, as she pulled out a cigarette in a long red holder. Colonel looked disapprovingly at her but flicked a lighter out nonetheless.
"Thank you darling." She puffed on her cigarette and looked to Mrs. White, something about her made her nervous. Like she should remember her but couldn't quite put the face with the memory. 'Oh well,' Scarlet thought, 'I'm sure it will all come out eventually.' Mr. Boddy walked into the center of the room and began to pace slowly.
"Oh fine I know you all are wondering why I brought you here." There were nods in the affirmative from everyone besides Scarlet.
"Personally," she said. "I could care less." and let smoke curl out of her mouth. Colonel Mustard could not help but find her less attractive now but no less provocative. Mr. Boddy not having paid her any attention went on as if he hadn't heard and let out a hearty laugh.
"Isn't that quite funny?" They all looked at him as if he were deranged.
"Excuse me sir?" asked Mrs. White.
That's when it hit Scarlet, 'That voice.' She thought anger rising in her heart pulsing through her veins and even causing her pale features to darken to a dull red color that matched her dress. 'That retched voice! That was the voice I heard in the back of my fiancé's answering machine! I'll kill her.' Scarlet let out a low horrific giggle. 'Yes. She'll not leave this mansion alive!' As these thoughts tumbled and raged in Scarlet's head more anger then true intent we all hope, Mr. Boddy went on to explain himself and his cryptic words.
"Well I've always wanted to say that you know." Still his guests flashed questioning glances toward each other besides Miss Scarlet who was staring intently at Mrs. White red faced and raging. Mrs. White under the intensity of Scarlet's gaze was living up to her name and resembled pure flour in a bakery.
"You know when they say the whole, 'I know you are all wondering'...Okay never mind but to make things simple and short, there's been a..." And with that the lights flickered off and a scream sounded from the kitchen.
The lights came back on and found Scarlet fallen into the Colonel's arms with Mrs. Peacock and Professor Plum in a likewise situation. Mrs. White on the other hand, had flown to the farthest corners to escape incase Scarlet advanced on her in the dark for she had recognized her name immediately and was deathly frightened of what the enraged woman would do.
Mr. Boddy was running towards the door shouting, "TO THE KITCHEN EVERY ONE QUICKLY!"
POV Colonel Mustard
On the way to the kitchen Mustard thought 'What is going on here, I am definitely going to leave this horrid . . .' But before he could finish his thought they were all standing in the kitchen staring at a woman who was dead, blood still pored from her fresh wound. For some strange reason Mr. Green was laughing, hysterically laughing.
"Why on Earth are you laughing that is my fiancée!" Mr. Boddy said while tears streamed down his red face. He rushed over to the body and was leaning over her to see if she was still alive. He shook his head and the colonel knew that she wasn't.
'Fiancée, why that disgusting pig, he was engaged . . . and he flirted with me?' Scarlet's thoughts tumbled in her brain.
"Oh my, who do you think did this?" Mrs. Peacock asked, choking back vomit that was slowly reaching its way to her mouth.
"By the way Mr. Green was laughing I think he did it!" Mr. Boddy said as he slowly approached Mr. Green. Mr. Green quickly stopped laughing and now was trying to defend himself.
"I was in the Lounge with you all, how could I have killed her if I was in a totally different room?" Mr. Green said, putting his hands in the air.
Professor Plum was over examining the body while this was going on.
"She was stabbed around three times with this butcher knife." The Professor said with a frown. That made Mr. Boddy cry even more.
"Why were you laughing anyway?" Colonel Mustard asked.
Mr. Green frowned, stuttered, and said, "I'm not quite sure why I was laughing . . . but it looks like anyone of us could die next."
As if this was true Miss Scarlet pulled out a revolver and had it pointed at Mrs. White. "No, please, I'm sorry!" Mrs. White said, pleading for her life. Miss Scarlet pointed the gun right beside Mrs. White's head and fired. She had shot a spider.
"I simply hate spiders." Miss Scarlet said.
"Miss Scarlet why do you have a gun in the first place?" Mrs. Peacock said still staring at the dead body on the floor.
"Why else? Its for protection." Meanwhile Mrs. White had fainted and lay right beside the lifeless body.
"We obviously have a murderer in the house, what are we going to do?" Mrs. Peacock asked.
"We must go into a room and stay together the murderer might strike again." The colonel said.
"Please can we continue the party like normal, I don't care about any murder or murderers! That's it I'm leaving!" Miss Scarlet shouted and walked out the kitchen door.
"Miss Scarlet wait!" And Mustard ran after her.
"Well we might as well follow them. Shall we my dear?" Mr. Green said holding out his arm to Mrs. Peacock.
"Why of course." Mrs. Peacock said taking his arm and walking after the other two.
Professor Plum solemnly followed.
"What is wrong with you all, my fiancée is dead!" Mr. Boddy said as he walked out into the hall. Then the lights went out once again.