Chapter 29

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Bdubs awoke to a cold, wet liquid splashing over him. He shot up from the sand- only to find himself still on the seashore. He regretted ever falling asleep so close to the cold ocean water, let alone sleeping on the seashore. Bdubs stretched and stood up, groaning at his soaked, sandy clothes. He glanced around his surroundings in hopes of finding one of his friends but nobody seemed to be out.

On his way to the cabin, Bdubs couldn't hear any sounds other than nature's music. It was odd because usually, his friends would be either loudly cooking, accusing and arguing, snapping at the slightest of things, or of course, waking each other up in the silliest ways possible.

Squinting his eyes in confusion, Bdubs pushed the door slowly as it creaked loudly. He looked around until he found something that left him confused. Most of his remaining friends were sitting around a wooden table, no one saying a thing. They seemed serious.

"Bdubs, we need to talk."

A serious Stress announced.

Bdubs quickly realized she was talking to him and took off his shoes, gulping. He took a seat around the table with his heart thumping.

"Y-yeah?"

Looking him right in the eyes, Stress asked,

"Tell me, was it you or False who came up with the idea to go camping?"

Bdubs' heart dropped. If he told them the truth, they would immediately think he was the traitor. If he lied, False would call him out and he'd also be declared as the murderer. It was a stressful dilemma.

After he realized they were waiting on him, Bdubs made up his mind and was ready to face the consequences.

"I'll be honest, I was the one who came up with the idea." Bdubs began, pulling his chair closer to the table. "I got the idea to go again after Ren reminded me of the last camping trip we had..."

"But look- that doesn't mean I'm the killer!"

Mumbo whispered something to Xisuma, who passed it to Stress, and finally Ren. It looked like a scene straight out of a movie.

"Why'd you wanna go camping though, not a cruise or island or something?" Mumbo interrogated.

Bdubs bit his lip. Another question he had to precisely answer.

"Look, I'm broke, okay? I just thought of it and False said it was a good idea..." He muttered, staring down at his short striped socks. "Plus, it sounded like fun, I mean..."

As they were discussing, False walked into the living room with a wide grin on her face. She entered the kitchen and began humming, getting out a cup and pouring some grape juice as usual. She watched the hermits talking while sipping from the cup.

False walked over to the living room and stood behind Ren, her evil smirk shining brightly as if she was planning something. She sipped her juice loudly on purpose.

"Do you mind?" Ren scoffed.

"Uhh, why can't I listen to what y'all are talking about??"

"Oh no, I was talking about the juice. It's loud."

"Oh."

"But still, why are you eavsdropping hmmm??"

"Am not! I'm just standing here!! Why don't you want me to listen, anyways?"

"I don't know- I just don't want a murderer like you here!"

"You won't call me a murderer after you see this."

False put her cup down and headed towards Ren, and suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

"Wha- wHAT ARE YOU DOING?! LET ME GO!" He screamed, trying to get out of False's grip but it was no use. He was surprised his friends didn't even try to help, they just watched in confusion. Ren could've sworn they looked interested.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you, I just need to show you something." She assured.

False finally let go of Ren and pushed him into a room filled with suitcases and backpacks. A few were opened and clothes were scattered all over the floor.

"Change your mind yet?"

False pointed to a purple suitcase in the corner of the room, the cover completely off. Walking closer, Ren spotted a small, half-empty, clear bottle with a green liquid floating inside it. It was barely visible due to the endless labels on it.

Ren took a minute to make out what he was looking at. Poison.

"And guess who that suitcase belongs to?"

Ren froze. Only one hermit had a purple suitcase.

Bdubs.

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