Oh my god, so sorry for that long absent-ness. Caught up in the beginning of school.

What has it been, three months now? I apologize greatly. Well, here's the next chapter!

~Goldie

"What are you waiting for, then? Let him in!"

We all turn to the visitor, smiling.

"Very well, sir. Would you care to come in?"

He smiles and walks in, "Well, where is it?"

"What? The body?"

"The phone, what body?" Scarlet pales and nudges the butler lightly, who stammers out "There's no body-er, there's nobody, in the study."

"No! No, No…" the rest of us chime in.

"But," he continues, "I think there is a…phone in the lounge."

With that, he closes the door. We follow them to the lounge, eavesdropping on the two in time to hear Wadsworth warn the visitor, "When you are finished, be good enough to wait here."

"…certainly." The man answers hesitantly. The butler then walks out and locks the door behind him, which cues Mustard to walk up behind him-accidentally startling the scrawny help. "Where's the key?"

"In my pocket." He manages.

"Not that key, the key to the cupboard with the weapons!" Plum interjects, giving the butler a face of remembrance.

"Do you still wish me to throw it away?"

Exasperatingly, I and the others scream "YES!"

Once it is disposed of outside, we group back together in the main hall where Wadsworth declares no one shall leave in case they might be the murderer.

"Well, I need a drink." Colonel Mustard offers, then glances into the study, "Just checking."

"Everything all right?" Mrs. Peacock asks.

"Yep. Two corpses. Everything's fine."
You would think that on a normal basis, that comment alone would raise eyebrows, but I shrugged it off. That's when we all join Mustard, who's pouring drinks, in the library. I grab one and hastily down it, burning my throat on the way down.

"Pay attention, everybody!" Mustard begins, "Wadsworth, am I right in thinking there is nobody else in this house?"

The butler thinks for a moment, then replies "No."

"Then there is someone else in this house?"

"Sorry, I said 'no' meaning yes."

"No meaning yes?!" the colonel's mustache bristling, "Look! I want a straight answer. Is there someone else, or isn't there, yes or no?"

"Um, no."

"No there is, or no there isn't?!"

"Yes."

White, in all of the confusion we call Mustard, shatters her glass on the fireplace. "PLEASE! Don't you think we should get that man out of the house before he finds out what's been going on here?!" her voice cracks, and she tosses the rest of the glass behind her.

"Well, how can we throw him outside in this weather?" Plum shouts, Scarlet approaching him fiercely, "We let him stay, he may get suspicious!"

"If we throw him out, he may get even more suspicious!"

"If I were him," Mustard throws out, "I'd be suspicious already."

Standing next to Yvette warily, I watch the scene fold out.

"Oh, who cares?!" Peacock cries out tragically, "That guy doesn't matter! Let him stay locked up for another half-an-hour! The police will be here by then, and there are two dead bodies in the study!" a gaggle of 'shush'es quiets the woman down.

Composing himself, the colonel starts up again, "Well, there is still some comfusion as to whether or not there is anybody else in this house!"

Wadsworth furrows his brow, "I told you, there isn't!"

"There isn't any confusion, or there isn't anybody else?!"

"Either!...or both!"

"Just give me a clear answer!"

"Certainly! What was the question?"

"IS THERE ANYBODY ELSE IN THIS HOUSE?!"

I've about had it with Colonel Mustard's logic- as did everybody else, so we just shouted "NO!"

With that, he saunters about the room, "That's what he says, but does he know? I suggest we handle this in proper military fashion: we split up and search the house. We have little time, so we will be in groups of two…."

"Two?" the professor pales, "What if one of us is the murderer? If we split up, one of us might get killed!"