"Why'd you guys gather us here?" Alex complained. "I was in the middle of a game!" Beside him, Mitch nodded.
"Umm, actually, we always gather here at this time. We're having our recreational time right now." said Salwa. "The real question should be 'What is so important that you have to interrupt our own time?' Like seriously, I was in the middle of a painting, and acrylics aren't like oils. They dry pretty damn fast." Angela nodded, clearly sweaty and slightly out of breath. She had been practicing her dancing and singing prior to this and was pissed that they interrupted her during her dance break.
"You idiots! Don't you guys know that that's what is more important? Practicing? Just because I'm stuck here doesn't mean I should quit practicing. It makes a difference you know. I mean, ask anybody! If Max and Tess don't constantly jot down ideas then they can't have a good career! If Maira doesn't practice her speeches before going on live television she is sure to mess up. If Henry... if Henry... " Angela's voice trailed off. It was hard to believe that he was actually gone.
Maira looked around before talking. "That's why we called you guys! Kal found out how Henry died."
Several jaws dropped.
"Basically, he ingested Cerbera Odollam and that's how he died." Kal said. Everyone stared back at him blankly.
"Umm, Kal?" Mitchell said. "Sir-Beara-Otto-Lamb? What?!"
Kal looked annoyed. "Seriously guys, do I have to explain everything to you?"
"Well we aren't all Kal Narongsha." Nico snarked.
Kal sighed. "Well, the Cerbera Odollam is one of the world's most potent plants as it wields a quite poisonous toxin. Also known as the Suicide tree or the Pong-Pong, it---
"WAIT!" Nico exclaimed making everyone's hair stand on end.
Everyone awaited Nico to say what his discovery was.
"DOES IT PLAY PING PONG?"
Complete and utter silence.
"GET IT CUS-"
"Moving on" Kal interjected, brushing off the quite underwhelming pun, "It is only indigenous to Southern Asia. A jurisdiction is required in which it can be ground outside Asia and considering there are none in the Americas... "
"Someone deliberately harvested the plant for the very purpose of killing Henry. BUT WE NEED TO KNOW WHO THE HELL DID IT." Maira concluded.
"B-but who would kill Henry." Alex barely managed to get out.
"Anyone could! For all we know it could be you! Or Tess, or me! God damn it! We're like trapped mice on this island and they're all going to kill us!" Max cried out.
In contrary to everyone's expectation, Kal did not let it on easy.
"All attendants at dinner can be suspects. In particular, anyone in this room."
An icy silence filled the air in the room of the remaining Gifteds.
AN: Like it so far? The story is growing more and more, and we as writers are enjoying! We slacked off a bit, and forgot about the story for a while, but we're back! Vote, follow, comment and enjoy!
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