They flinched back when Kermit opened the door, well Mango did, Rage just stuck up the middle finger. "Mango! Rage!"

"Oh thank god they're not dead." I breathed a sigh of relief.

"W-W-W-Where's... W-W-" Mango started.

Rage cut her off. "Where's Weed?"

I looked over at Sketch, but he was already taking. "He's dead, we found him in one of the buildings."

"Dammit... He got found." Rage muttered.

"Found?" Ghost asked. "What do you mean, 'found'?"

Mango looked over at Rage. He nodded. "We were playing a game... Well, we were forced to play a game..." He shuddered. "Weed was found, and Mango... She was close." Rage moved a little bit away from Mango, and we saw she was missing her right arm.

"Oh my god..." Bonkers said. "Mango..."

"Who did it?" Sketch asked.

Rage looked uneasily at him. Ever since the Despair Fever started, Rage had zero emotion, but now he looked scared. "He doesn't want me saying who."

" 'He'... It can't be me or Mango then." Bonkers stated.

"Why would Mango do it, anyways?" Ghost asked.

"They could have staged it." Bonkers pointed out. "I doubt that any of us would've suspected them... But..."

"Well then." Kermit clasped his hands together. "We found them, so let's see the body again."

"He really is d-dead?" Mango asked.

"The finder really was going to kill us..." Rage sighed. "I hoped... I..." He blinked. "I hoped! We will find the killer! Stop looking so freaked out!" Rage grabbed Mango's shoulders. "Let's see this body!"

Mango screamed a bit when Rage grabbed her arm and ran out. "That was... Strange." Bonkers said.

"Dammit, Rage is back to normal." Ghost grumbled. "Why didn't he get murdered?"

Sketch didn't acknowledge Ghost's last statement. "Mango should be normal soon too."

"Right." Bonkers nodded. "We should go follow them though, just in case."

"I will stay here." Sketch stated.

"Why?" Kermit asked.

"This is another scene worth investigating." He replied. "People can stay here with me if they want."

"I'll stay as well." Ghost sighed. "I'm done walking back and forth."

"Me too." I added.

"Good luck, you three." Bonkers smiled and the rest of them walked out, leaving me, Sketch and Ghost to investigate.

"So, Mango and Rage were found right here, against the wall." Sketch said. "There's a little bit of blood here." He reached down and touched it. "It's somewhat dry, and if I poke it there's a little bit of wet blood, so it's somewhat fresh I would believe."

"That means Mango's arm was taken off not too long ago, right?" I asked.

"I think so." Sketch replied.

"Wait, why are these here?" Ghost wondered aloud.

"What?" I said and went over.

"Blue glass shards." Ghost picked one up.

"Weren't those from Martijn's case?" I asked.

"Hmm, I believe so." Sketch agreed. He paused, "Wait... I thought that all bodies were cleaned up after the case..."

"I thought so too." I stated.

"Remember? Bits of glass were found by the bush by Martijn's body. The culprit could've gotten shards from there." Ghost replied. "Idiots."

"Why would there just be random shards in here? I don't remember seeing any on Weed's body, or on Mango or Rage." I pointed out.

"Maybe it's to throw us off." Sketch suggested. "This case doesn't make much sense..."

"And I swear to god there would not be a serial killer." Ghost remarked.

"How would you know that?" I asked.

"Eh, just guessing." Ghost shrugged. "Hey, we were transported to an island and then told to kill each other, and some crazy shit happened since then."

"You have a point." Sketch agreed.

"Also, Alter took us here to be friends I guess, and even though that's a bullshit idea, I don't think he would let a serial killer come here." Ghost stated.

I kept looking. "Hey guys there's a note."

"What does it say?" Ghost asked.

"It says, 'Hello, I am the seeker and you are a hider. We are playing a game of hide and seek. The rules are simple. You can trust anyone, run away, hide, find a place to hide, stay away from me and don't get caught. Remember... Winners keepers, losers weepers.' " I read. "That's it."

"Hm." Sketch looked up with a thinking face. "Let's do some snooping, if we can find handwriting that matches this, we have a lead."

"Oh wait." I said. "There's something on the bottom, 'When you get this, dispose of it immediately.' "

"Of course they wouldn't want anyone to find it..." Sketch trailed off. "Let's go find everyone else but first..." He looked around. "... We need to make sure no one else can get in here."

"Why?" Ghost asked. "That's kinda dumb."

"We don't want the culprit messing with the scene do we?" Sketch replied. "We'll all stay together so none of us tamper with it either."

"Look, there's some tape." I pointed out.

"Maybe we could tape the sides of the door so it just sticks?" Ghost suggested. "That could work..."

Sketch nodded and took the tape from my hands and put it all on the side of the door. "Okay, let's go."

We walked out of the shed and Sketch closed the door. "Now we can find the handwriting that matches the-" Sketch started.

"Ding, ding, dong! Hey, I'm tired of waiting, so let's hold this island trial, huh?" Herobrine's voice boomed over the TVs. "Make your way to the trial room, and we'll hold another island trial!"

"Shit." Sketch muttered. "Well, let's hope for the best, c'mon."

And so, we went.

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SHIT SORRY

HAVE AN UPDATE
I honestly don't have an excuse for the very slow update

BUT

School is out in like two weeks, so I'll hopefully write more
Uh

Yeah...
Let's hope for the best, aha

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Stay weird,
Ri