There were things that went thump in the night. It was clear from the red eyes and dark under-eye circles on the guests that many had been awake to hear them, but had not dared leave their rooms to offer assistance. Who was unlucky enough to have caught the attention of the killers?

It would not be long before they found out.

Monsieur Vermilion was found in the Library, it appeared he had been beaten to death with his own Candlestick, the pair of which was found in his luggage in the Kitchen. From the inscription visible on the bases the guests were able to ascertain he had been a highly decorated agent with the Direction du Renseignement Militaire, on assignment to view Mr. Black’s invention and possibly procure it. Though it was a shame he had not been guilty of any murders here, at least the Insubstantiator would not be falling into French hands.

The kitchen was the final resting place for Signor Azzuro, who met a grisly end via unknown means. On his person was found a length of Piano Wire, still in its packet. The rest of his belongings were found in the Billiard Room, along with items that revealed he had been a philanthropist with considerable wealth at his disposal. It seemed the adage that No Good Deed Goes Unpunished was very true in his case.

Unfortunately the events of the last four days had become too much for Mr. Russet to bear. “I can’t take this anymore, I can’t sleep, there’s nothing to eat except dried spices and you’re all insane! None of us are getting out of here alive, don’t you see?! It’s hopeless, utterly hopeless!!”

And with that he drew a Cleaver from his coat pocket and before anyone could move he struck it soundly into the side of his neck, spurting blood everywhere and over some of the other guests. He emitted a few more glubs and gurgled breaths before collapsing onto his knees and then the floor. The guests fled the room in terror, only managing the nerve to find his belongings later in the morning. They were found in the Conservatory, along with documentation and ID badges revealing him to have been an agent with Mossad.

Three more bodies, and no killers among them. The fact that none of them had been English was a small consolation indeed.

The day was slipping by. Grimly the guests set about tidying away the bodies, and considering who next to add to the pile.

DEAD:

al_ - Mr Ecru, Townie, Hall, Silk Scarf – Lynched Day One
Fwee - Mr Olive, Townie, Kitchen, Tire Iron – Killed by Serial Killer Night One
EonBleu - Dr. Viridian, Townie, Study, Revolver – Killed by Vigilante Night One
Spite48 - Colonel Apricot, Townie, Study, Axe – Killed by Mafia Night One
Theolypse - Master Goldenrod, Townie, Study, Urn – Lynched Day Two
JewyPEZ - Senor Blanco, Townie, Ballroom, Meathook – Killed for Inactivity Day Two
redemption - Lord Saffron, Townie, Hall, Corkscrew – Killed by Serial Killer Night Two
Smorar_edge - Dr Grey, Townie, Hall, Pinking Shears – Killed by Mafia Night Two
verycleanteeth - Professor Puce, Townie, Billiard Room, Cyanide – Lynched Day Three
beerboy - Sir Carmine, Mafia, Hall, Screwdriver – Killed by Serial Killer Night Three
Todomanna - Monsieur Taupe, Townie, Lounge, Skillet - Killed by Mafia Night Three
Shiney things - Signora Rosa, Townie, Ballroom, Knife - Lynched Day Four
pel - Master Periwinkle, Vigilante, Kitchen, Rolling Pin - Lynched Day Four
Aidentas - Monsieur Vermilion, Townie, Kitchen, Candlestick – Killed by Serial Killer Night Four
Silent - Signor Azzuro, Townie, Billiard Room, Piano Wire – Killed by Mafia Night Four
RedRiverRat - Mr. Russet, Townie, Conservatory, Cleaver – Abdicated Night Four

NOTE ON GAMEPLAY
I have noticed a disturbing amount of commentary that involves personal attacks and insults that go well outside the game. This is first and foremost a social diversion, and when players ask me to remove them because they are not having any fun it tars the experience for me as well.

This game is for all players, and I expect everyone to treat others how they want to be treated. Everyone is playing a part, so please separate role from player and keep your posts within the game.

TL/DR: Don’t make me come down there, if you kids can’t play nice I’m taking your playstation.