Scott's Perspective-

"Hey Scott!"

I jumped as Jimmy walked up to me.

"Oh, hi!"

I brushed some of my cyan hair out of my face and smiled nervously.

"Er- have you seen Pearl?" I asked.

"No, and Grian and Scar left too..."

"Hmm..." I bit my lip.

"Pearl's been acting so weird." I said, "And chaotic..."

"Do you think..."

I looked up at Jimmy and he looked just as scared as I felt.

"Maybe."

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"Hey Scott!"

I gasped as Pearl patted my back.

"O-oh, hey Pearl!" I said, smiling nervously.

"You alright? You seem a bit nervous." She said.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, wincing as my voice cracked.

Pearl raised an eyebrow.

"I'm...fine."

"Okay." Pearl shrugged.

"Do you know where Grian is?"

"Who?"

"You know, the guy wearing that red dress."

"Oh, I've got no idea."

I narrowed my eyes.

I knew Pearl, we had been friends since we were 5.

She could get very chaotic when it came to things like this.

Whenever she got scared or worried, she would get unhinged.

And she could be the one behind all these murders.

Pearl caught me looking at her and raised an eyebrow.

I felt a cold chill run down my spine, and I smiled nervously.

"You alright?" She asked.

"Y-yep!"

"You seem jittery."

"I- I mean, two people were murdered, how are you not jittery?"

Pearl shrugged.

"Say...do you have any idea on who murdered Mumbo and Etho?"

"I- "

"GRIAN'S DEAD!"

I jumped as Scar came running in, tears streaming down his face.

Everyone stopped talking and looked over at Scar.

"Grian and BigB are dead."

An explosion of chatter filled the hall.

"Who did it?"

"Where is it?"

"How do you know?"

I looked over at Pearl, who had a blank expression.

"Pearl...where'd you go? You disappeared for a long time..." I trailed off, nervously fidgeting with my hands.

Pearl looked at me.

"You don't seriously think I did that, do you?"

"I'm just wanting to make sure it's not you."

Pearl sighed, "I can't believe you, Scott. You really think I would murder someone?"

"I...yeah Pearl, I do."

Pearl scoffed and walked away.

I glared at her, and once she left, I realized that I was all alone.

I got scared that she might try and target me, so I went to the only other person I knew.

Jimmy's Perspective-

"Wait- WHAT happened to Grian?!"

"He's dead!" Scar sobbed.

I hugged Scar tightly as he cried.

I couldn't believe what was happening.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Scott.

"Hey...I heard what happened. You guys okay?" He asked.

"I can't believe it." Scar cried.

Scott looked concerned and hugged Scar.

"Do you know who did it?" I asked Scar, who shook his head.

"I think I do." Scott said.

Me and Scar turned to him.

"Who?"

Scott bit his lip and asked us to follow him.

"No way." Scar said.

"I will." I said, stepping up.

Scott smiled at me, and I blushed a bit.

"I trust you." I said and Scott blushed.

He led me to the library where we saw Martyn pull a book and a secret door opened.

Scott and I froze outside the library, watching as Martyn walked into a room behind the bookcase.

The door closed and Scott turned to me.

"You saw that, right?"

I nodded.

He looked at it again before putting on a smile.

"Can I join your group?" He asked.

"What? Why?"

Scott took a deep breath.

"I think the murderer is..." Scott looked around again before whispering,

"Pearl."

Joel's Perspective-

"So where were you?" Martyn asked.

"I've been here this entire time." I said, putting my hands in my pockets.

"You've just been here, in the billiards room, this entire time?" He asked, not buying it.

"Ask Lizzie, I've been here with her this entire time." I said, jerking my head towards Lizzie.

"What have you been doing?"

"Trying to get her to go out with me." I smirked, winking at Lizzie, who scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Come on! I'm not that bad! Gimme a chance!" I said and she shot me a look.

"Oh, frick off!" She shouted and I chuckled.

Martyn nodded slowly.

"So what are you, a detective?" I asked, looking back at Martyn.

"I'm just trying to get to the bottom of this."

"But this is a party, right? Why not make it a party?"

"What do you mean?" Martyn raised an eyebrow.

"Why not hold a dance? I could dance with you, beautiful!" I added, smiling at Lizzie.

Lizzie ignored me as she walked out.

"You know, that's not a bad idea." Marytn muttered.

"Exactly! Have us take our minds off of whatever's happening. Give us some fun."

Martyn nodded and left.

I smiled and strolled towards Lizzie.

"So beautiful, ready to dance?" I asked, smiling at her.

Lizzie growled.

I smiled, "You're cute when you're angry."

Lizzie rolled her eyes and walked away.

I smiled after her.

"She's into me."