Clue: A Last Life Fic

You Can't Be Dead

Bdubs's Perspective-

I came running in, Skizz, Impulse, and Tango in tow.

I gasped as I saw the scene.

Everyone else was surrounded in a circle, but I made my way through and crotched down.

I started to cry as I hugged Etho's body.

"Who- what- "

Martyn cut himself off as he saw Mumbo sprawled out next to Etho.

Martyn looked as though he just had his heart crushed and he balled his hand, which had a shimmering silver ring on it, into a fist, tears burning in his eyes.

He sighed and looked away.

"Who did this?" He asked shakily.

No one answered.

"WHO DID THIS?!" He shouted.

Everyone jumped.

Martyn sighed.

"Who in their sick mind did this?" He asked, his voice shaking.

Everyone exchanged worried looks.

"No one's allowed to leave. We have to figure this out." He said.

This caused a loud outburst in the room.

"What?"

"Why?!"

"What if the killer's here?!"

"I want to find the person who did this!" Martyn shouted.

"I will find the person who did this." He said firmly.

Skizz walked out of the group and put his hand on Martyn's shoulder.

"I'll help you." He said, nodding.

"And how can I trust you?" Martyn asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Because I know that Skizz wouldn't hurt a fly." Impulse said, standing next to Skizz.

"Yeah, we've been rooming with each other for years." Tango said.

"And we'll help you too." Skizz nodded towards me.

I sniffed.

I slowly stopped paying attention to everyone talking as I looked at Etho.

I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.

I continued to cry.

He was right, we should've stayed home. I'm such an idiot. Etho...please forgive me.

Impulse then tapped my shoulder.

"Come on, Bdubs."

I shook my head, tears in my eyes as I held onto Etho.

"Bdubs, we gotta keep going." Skizz said.

"No! I won't leave him. I can't leave him."

"Bdubs- "

"NO!"

Skizz, Impulse, Martyn, and Tango exchanged worried looks.

Marytn then took a deep breath and bent down to my level.

"Bdubs, I know how you feel."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do."

Martyn looked over at Mumbo's dead body and tears formed in his eyes.

"I know exactly how you feel." He said shakily.

I hugged Martyn and Martyn hugged back.

We sat there for a couple of minutes, calming each other down.

"Well," Martyn said, leaning back and looking at everyone else, "I guess this party has become a murder mystery, hasn't it?"

Everyone exchanged looks and nodded.

"So it has."

Scar's Perspective-

"I wonder why someone would do that." Grian said, sitting down next to Scar.

"Maybe they have a grudge with Etho."

"But no one knows Etho...only Bdubs does, but that's because they were married."

"Maybe Bdubs killed him."

Grian looked at Scar before giggling.

"What?" Scar asked, making Grian laugh harder.

Scar smiled and blushed.

"Why do you think Bdubs would kill his own husband?" Grian asked, catching his breath.

"I don't know! It's just...yeah, I don't know."

Grian giggled, and Scar blushed harder.

"I wonder how they died too. There was no knife or anything like that..." Grian trailed off.

"Wanna go investigate?" Scar asked and Grian nodded.

The two walked over to the scene and saw Cleo and Lizzie chatting.

They stopped talking when Scar and Grian walked up to them, and they all stared at each other.

The more Scar thought about it, the more worried he got.

He only trusted Grian, Jimmy, and Joel.

He didn't know anyone else.

Cleo and Lizzie looked at each other before leaving.

Grian looked after them, narrowing his eyes.

"That's suspicious." He muttered. (THAT'S KINDA SUS! BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM)

Scar nodded.

He then saw something glimmer in the corner and he turned around.

He saw a gold, bent candlestick.

"Grian," Scar said, picking up the bent candlestick, "Do you think this is what was used to kill Etho and Mumbo?"

Grian looked at it and then up at Scar, making Scar blush a bit.

"I think so, yeah. But...who did it?"